A Woman’s Face
is a fascinating look at one of Joan Crawford’s best performances, one that is somewhat
overshadowed by her more famous roles. The 1941 drama of a physically and
emotionally scarred criminal was Crawford’s last quality picture before leaving
MGM, her long-time studio.
MGM's Jack Dawn created Joan's scars as Anna Holm. |
Joan
plays Anna Holm, a ringleader for a ragtag band of crooks. The victim of a
childhood accident, a fire ignited by her drunken father, Crawford’s Anna is
left with a hideous scar on her face. Guided by George Cukor, renowned as a
“woman’s director,” Crawford is restrained throughout A Woman’s Face. Joan plays Holm as utterly hate-filled, but with
glimpses of hurt. Not always the most subtle of actresses, Crawford alternates conflicting feelings of her character in a natural way.
In
A Woman’s Face, though Anna’s back story
is given—with emphasis that 30-something Crawford’s character was 27!—Joan’s
criminal is at first unrepentantly hard. When the surgeon’s unfaithful wife
mocks blackmailing Crawford’s disfigured face, she is rewarded with some of
Joan’s best onscreen face slapping ever. The scene is drawn out and
disturbing—especially in a movie from genteel MGM.
The operation is a success. So is Crawford's performance, one of her most subtle. |
One
of Anna’s would-be victims, Dr. Segert, intrigued by this tough piece of work,
offers to operate on her damaged face. The surgery is a success, but Anna has struck
a bargain with a cad from a wealthy family, Torsten Barring, who is cash-poor
himself. His solution is to have Crawford’s character pose as a governess and
knock off the child heir to the family fortune. The big question is: Anna has healed
on the outside, but has her humanity healed, as well?
A Woman’s Face
is told in flashback, framed by a murder trial. Crawford is supported by some
of the best of MGM’s stock company: Melvyn Douglas as the surgeon; Marjorie
Main as Emma, the wealthy family’s housekeeper; Reginald Owen, Donald Meek,
Connie Gilchrist, Henry Daniell, and Osa Massen are familiar film faces who
round out the cast.
Suave & sinister as Torsten, Veidt is best known for 'Casablanca.' |
Conrad
Veidt as Torsten is one of the sexiest movie villains ever! A star from the
German silents, Veidt was still an aristocratic, handsome man with piercing
blue eyes. As the cash-poor cad, he is magnetically charming, but totally
twisted in his inheritance scheme. Often cast as a Nazi villain, Veidt was
actually a hero, a German actor who publicly denounced Hitler while declaring
his love for his Jewish wife. Sadly, he died two years later, shortly after
appearing in Casablanca. Conrad Veidt
died of a heart attack on a Hollywood golf course, with Ingrid Bergman’s then-husband,
a doctor, attending to him.
Meanwhile,
leading man Melvyn Douglas, a fine actor from the studio era, whose no-nonsense
style never dated, has nothing to do as Dr. Segert, the surgeon who saves
Joan’s face and soul. He disappears for long stretches of the film and when
he’s onscreen his character is merely an observer to Crawford’s actions.
Swedish governess Crawford gives a UV treatment to her charge! |
Child
actor Richard Nichols is adorable as Lars-Erik, the heir in danger. There’s an
amusing scene where governess Crawford gives him a UV treatment—with huge goggles
yet—was Joan the first tanning salon professional captured on film? Nichols
appeared in Bette Davis’ All This and
Heaven Too the previous year, where Davis played, yes, a governess accused
of murder. Imagine having both Joan and Bette play your nanny—and a murder
suspect!
George
Cukor deserves credit for giving Joan Crawford strong direction in their three films
together, whom Crawford herself paid tribute to many times. Cukor was a blunt,
articulate director and demanded Joan truly play
her characters, and not play Joan Crawford performing a dramatic character.
Honey, you're going to be SO sorry you laughed at Joan Crawford's scarred face! |
This
is especially true with A Woman’s Face.
Cukor and the film’s producer demanded that Joan tone down her MGM glamour mask
and mannerisms. As in The Women,
Joan’s “MGM English” is dialed back for the most part, and probably sounds like
the real Crawford. Great stars often cling to their personas and it takes a
strong director to get them to let go. Director William Wyler fought
ferociously with Bette Davis to rein in her theatrical tendencies—yet together,
Bette gave three of her best performances. Later, Davis trusted Joseph Mankiewicz’
directing and writing skills, and together they made the classic All About Eve. Similarly, Elizabeth
Taylor deferred to Mike Nichols’ genius and gave the performance of her career
in Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf?
So, kudos to Cukor in gaining Joan’s trust and respect: Crawford stays in
character, and does not play a caricature of herself as Anna Holm.
Will Joan kill or spare the heir? |
As
to Joan Crawford’s actual talent as an actress, my opinion is that a director
cannot deliver a truly good performance from a non-actor. A perfect example of
that is Alfred Hitchcock’s attempt at molding a dramatic performance from
amateur actress Tippi Hedren in Marnie.
When Virginia Woolf was released,
Nichols gave several statements that he didn’t “get” a great performance out of
Elizabeth Taylor, because the talent was there. However, even a Meryl Streep
benefits from a strong director, over a weak one. Joan Crawford has never been
afraid to give everything she’s got as a star and actress. But strong directors
like Edmund Goulding, Michael Curtiz, Robert Aldrich, and George Cukor were not
afraid to offer constructive criticism, whether it was for Crawford to take it
down a notch, speak naturally, or to wear hairstyles, makeup, and clothes in
keeping with her character. On some of her later films, Joan overruled weaker
directors on clothes, makeup, and script changes—though it was actually against
her own best interests.
What about my festive folk outfit?! Melvyn Douglas wasn't one of MGM's best straight men for nothing! |
The
first half of A Woman’s Face is dark
and direct; as Anna’s hard heart slowly thaws, the film’s later half is more slick
soap opera. Unlike some modern viewers who can’t stand “old movies” with their old-school
acting and story -telling, I’m pretty good at looking at the big moving
picture. However, I have two criticisms of what prevents A Woman’s Face from achieving classic status. First, the story is
an American remake of a Swedish film, starring Ingrid Bergman, before she came
to Hollywood. So, why didn’t MGM set the film in the US? The cast is all
American archetypes, from Crawford to Melvyn Douglas to Ma Kettle herself, Marjorie
Main. Yet, they’re playing Swedes—at least they don’t attempt accents! The
party scene at the family mansion, with Joan sporting Swedish garb while
joining a folk dance, is a hoot. Second, the MGM glamour is at times so gaga.
It is one thing when Joan goes to work for a wealthy family in the second half,
but the early scenes at a Swedish country tavern that looks like a Walt Disney
fairytale as depicted in Thomas Kinkade painting. Smooth criminal Crawford
mixes with patrons, who wear suits and glittering evening gowns at a rural inn.
'Face' was head and shoulders above Joan's early '40s films. |
Upon
release, Joan received strong reviews for her performance and A Woman’s Face became a modest financial
success. Unfortunately, Joan Crawford was fighting an uphill battle after being
labeled—somewhat unfairly—“box office poison” in 1938. At MGM since 1925, Crawford
swiftly rose from popular starlet to bonafide movie star, but most of her roles
were sleek soap operas or fluffy comedies. Starting with 1939’s The Women, also directed by George
Cukor, Crawford let the studio and critics know that she wasn’t afraid to play
unsympathetic or unglamorous roles. The spiritual drama, Strange Cargo, with Clark Gable followed in ‘40, earning mixed
notices for the film, but strong ones for the stars. The satirical comedy, Susan and God—again with Cukor and
Melvyn Douglas—had Crawford playing a mother of a teenager, a movie diva taboo
at the time.
I
think the real reason Joan Crawford fell out of fashion at MGM was because the
studio was changing—no reflection on Joan, who was always game to mix things
up. After Irving Thalberg died in 1936, L.B. Mayer was large and in charge. And
two of his up and coming stars were superstars by the time the 1940s arrived:
Mickey Rooney and Judy Garland. Their stardom seemed to pave the way for other musical
and comedy stars.
Where
did this leave Joan? Greer Garson arrived at MGM in 1939 and instantly became a
star with Goodbye, Mr. Chips. Garson
then got all the “great lady” parts, inherited from Norma Shearer, who had left
Metro about the same time as Joan. Then starlet Lana Turner broke through with Ziegfeld Girl. A decade earlier, Joan
would certainly have played the Turner parts in Johnny Eager and The Postman
Always Rings Twice with Clark Gable. Turner, touted as the next Jean
Harlow, actually took over Joan Crawford’s mantle as the glamour star whose
highly publicized personal life often mixed with her films.
Despite
these game attempts like A Woman’s Face,
Crawford’s career was considered on the down slope. Clinkers like They All Kissed the Bride, Above Suspicion, and Reunion in France that followed didn’t
help the perception. By 1943, Joan was closing in on 20 years at MGM, and
considered past her sell-by date (an expression Cher has used to describe her own mid-career
ups-and-downs!).
Crawford, in a role intended for Garbo. |
Despite
Joan Crawford’s herculean efforts, her battle to extend her range and shelf
life were initially somewhat in vain. However, Joan’s never say die attitude
prepared her when she left MGM after 18 years and moved to Warner Bros.
Crawford’s tenacity and talent paid off when she waited for—and got—Mildred Pierce. And the rest, as they
say, is history. For
those who aren’t devoted Joan Crawford fans, check out A Woman’s Face. It’s a fine dress rehearsal for Joan’s Warner Bros. years.
Great write up on one of my favorite, non-camp Crawford films. In fact, it's one of the movies that contributed to altering my opinion of Crawford as merely a figure of overkill and melodrama.
ReplyDeleteShe's good in this, and like you, I'm able to suspend disbelief as the incongruities of casting and MGM gloss take over. It is indeed baffling why they didn't just relocate the action to the US.
I remember liking the little boy very much and finding the motley band of characters comic. I haven't seen it in a while. A few months back on the movie streaming site Filmstruck, I finally got a look at the Ingrid Bergman version. It's really marvelous, and so simpler in plot that comparisons become unnecessary. Joan and Bergman are each excellent in very different ways (of course, the pain Bergman is able to convey with her eyes is something else altogether).
Thanks for so enjoyably covering another classic favorite, Rick!
I'll have to check out the Bergman version sometime. Fascinating that a naturalistic actress like Bergman flourished in '40s Hollywood!
ReplyDeleteI had never viewed 'A Woman's Face' in its entirety until recently, and most impressed by Joan. Alas, like most great stars, when left to her devices, preferred to play the star versus the character.
Cheers, Rick
Absolutely categorically agree on Torsten Barring being one of, if not *the* sexiest villain in screen history. Really glad to see someone else who gets it. What I think makes that twisted, sadomasochistic erotic tension between Joan and Connie work was exactly because they were sexually voracious people in real life, people who knew what sex was about. You really couldn't have had Anna shiver the way Joan does as he just *looks* at her or twists her arm, were she the sort of woman who'd never had an orgasm in her life. That shot where he slowly pulls her to himself at the country dance and her eyes meet his and he spins her away (this bit here: http://aikainkauna.tumblr.com/post/37488491613 ) is as perfect a depiction of someone sinking into subspace as I've ever seen, and I've seen some pretty damn rough BDSM porn in my time. All the Torsten/Anna scenes beat *all* the porn I've ever seen when it comes to dark eroticism, really, but... Connie has a gift for that. I don't think a neurotic male actor could've pulled that part off with such staggering confidence and catlike fluidity either--you had to have a guy who knew exactly how powerful and charismatic he was. Confidence is sexy, and he's got it in spades. I have often thought what the role would've been like had Torsten been played by, say, Basil Rathbone or Claude Rains (whom I both love), but they would've been far more rigid, I think, not having that kind of bouncing, dancing walk and those incredibly loose hips--way too neurotic or stiff for that kind of thing. Hell, the whole concept of Torsten's character--a guy who's so good in bed, so good with his evil sex that you'd be ready to kill for him (and Anna is shown to be a tough bitch who won't fall for just any old bullying playboy, as we can see at the start)--is preposterous, but Connie makes it work perfectly. I believe it completely, but I wouldn't believe it of anyone else.
ReplyDelete*Drags in deep breath* I honestly will be here forever if I start talking about the genderbending aspects of the pairing as well... sorry, I'm just slightly obsessed with this movie that I had to pipe up. It's so rare to see anyone even mentioning it, let alone heaping praise on Torsten's sexiness (I think that in this, too, one has to know something about sex to even get the true depth of all the subtle things in that pairing's dynamic). I'll shut up now, but, yes :)
Hi, I know Veidt still has a big following out there and it's easy to see why! I think European actors are more confident and natural in their sexuality, whereas many American stars "act" sexy. There's a difference! Thanks for your great comments, Rick
DeleteLOVE this movie and think it contains a brilliant Crawford performance (along with Veidt and the little one, who was truly precious!) I agree that it might have been made better without the candy-coated Swedish settings and clothes (or if done that way, but with a lighter touch!) I didn't realize that Bette had done the part on radio! No doubt it was somewhat easier to portray a disfigured person on radio than to sit through hours of makeup applications... LOL Thanks for the spotlight on this unusual (for MGM) film which, as you say, has a hint of what JC would do at Warner Brothers.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Poseidon! You can find both Bette and Ida's radio performances on YouTube!
DeleteBizarrely I just put this on my Netflix list. I recently discovered Conrad Veidt in great little gem called "The Spy In Black" and fell in love. I am so sorry to hear he died so young. I can't wait to watch this again after reading your informative write-up and all the comments. I have revised my own opinion of Joan Crawford though I still love her campy. I will watch this with new eyes (if not a new face).
ReplyDeleteGood to hear from you, Gingerguy! Will be curious to see what you think. And yes, Conrad was cool! Cheers, Rick
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