This is about as close to swingin' as 'The Carpetbaggers' gets! |
Harold Robbins’ The Carpetbaggers was a “bad” book that
was made into “dirty” movie. Like Jacqueline Susann’s Valley of the Dolls’ and its movie version, I always wondered as a
kid how much of the “good parts” got cut when they were shown on TV.
Today, I can say there
aren’t any truly “good parts” to either movie! The Carpetbaggers is all 1964 T & A tease, there’s no bad language,
and the one “nude” scene filmed with Carroll Baker never made to the screen.
One of the few times George Peppard cracks a smile as ruthless tycoon Jonas Cord. |
The Carpetbaggers is just a soft core cartoon of the life of
Howard Hughes, the rich kid who ran with the ball—making airplanes, movies, and
business deals. Hughes was famous for the women in his life, though what
actually went on behind doors has been questioned over the last few decades. In
real life, even the young Hughes was shy and eccentric, which made women want
to mother him. However, in The
Carpetbaggers, Jonas Cord is a cool, cruel stud who is catnip to the ladies
and a ballsy business man and innovator. He works hard, plays hard, and drinks
hard. In short, Jonas Cord is a cartoon daydream of what every man dreamed to
live like back in the early 1960s. Except that this movie takes place during
the ‘20s & ‘30s.
The Carpetbaggers’ plot and dialogue are cartoonish. The women
always seem to be in negligees or nude under furs, the men are hard-drinking
and dirty-dealing, and it all feels more like Hugh Hefner than Howard Hughes. John
Michael Hayes, who started off screenwriting for Hitchcock, later became the
go-to guy to “clean up” all those “dirty” books like BUtterfield 8 and that other Robbins epic, Where Love Has Gone.
Nevada Smith and Rina Marlowe goin' Hollywood in 'The Carpetbaggers.' |
The Carpetbaggers abounds with amusing moments, such as the
pompous opening narration that sounds more suited to a biblical epic, which aptly
describes Jonas Cord, Jr. as “fabulous and fictional!”
Or the early scene
that establishes Jonas’ source of pain, where he enters the room of his
long-lost twin brother, who apparently went insane. His father had the other
brother banished to an institution. When Jonas opens the long-sealed off room,
a cloud of dust emanates that resembles a small atomic bomb going off.
To give you an idea
how phony this movie is, there’s the scene where Jonas Cord reacts to the death
of stepmother/sex bomb Rina Marlowe by going on a bender. He wakes up in a
whorehouse a week later, worse for wear. Peppard hilariously sports shiny grey
greasepaint that’s supposed to be unshaven stubble—he looks like a weary clown.
George Peppard, as Jonas, with then real-life wife Elizabeth Ashley, as long-suffering Mrs. Cord. |
Edith Head's hybrid
creations—the costumes have just barely enough period detail to depict the ‘20s
and ‘30s era, but veer toward ‘60s style—add to the unreality. This isn’t
Head’s fault: Edith once spoke about getting berated by producer Hal Wallis,
for trying to sneak period details into her costumes for 1965’s The Sons of Katie Elder. Authenticity
was not the order of the day for ‘60s period movies.
The one true highlight
of The Carpetbaggers is the swaggering
Elmer Bernstein score, especially over the opening credits. Bernstein rocks, as
always.
George Peppard gives a
committed if one-dimensional performance as Jonas Cord, Jr. The blonde actor
with the piercing blue eyes was a bit like Paul Newman, but without his
sculpted face and abs, much less his empathic qualities. While Peppard played
similar cynical roles as Paul, George’s sneering cads were closer to Laurence
Harvey than Paul Newman. Peppard, a heavy drinker, already looks soft here. And
the scenes of 35-year-old George as a college-age daredevil are a bit much.
'The Carpetbaggers' was Alan Ladd's last film, who died at 50, a decade after his greatest role as 'Shane.' |
Alan Ladd, in his last
performance as Nevada Smith, is a bit like watching Clark Gable in The Misfits, a welcome yet sad sight.
Like other older icons playing guest starring roles in the ‘60s, Ladd is the
most interesting and authentic thing about The
Carpetbaggers. Laconic and weary, Ladd is the observer of the action, and
is fascinating to watch. After the climactic brawl between Jonas and his
mentor, Cord asks Nevada what he can do to make amends. Before walking out, Ladd,
in a nod to Gable’s Rhett Butler, replies, “Junior, I haven’t the faintest idea.” Sadly, Alan Ladd died shortly after making
the film, from a mix of alcohol and sleeping pills.
Carroll Baker as Rina isn't guessing Ladd's Nevada Smith's weight, but his age! And guesses wrong. |
However, the love scene that
brings Nevada Smith and Rina Marlowe together—Alan Ladd and Carroll Baker—is
cringe-worthy. When Rina asks how old Nevada is, Smith says 43. Ladd was only
50, but after years of cigarettes, booze, and pills, he frankly looks closer to
60. Even more eye-rolling is when Baker replies that he looks 30, as Ladd tries
to button up his shirt, her pawing his chest, with a clear side view of his
jowls.
Capping this ludicrous
scene is when Nevada asks Rina how old she
is. Baker purrs that she’s 20—and Ladd replies that she looks 30! Baker had
been kicking around Hollywood nearly a decade when it was decided to give her a
Marilyn Monroe-type sex symbol build up at age 33.
After a decade as a "serious" method actor, Carroll Baker got the sex symbol build up at 33. |
This came courtesy of
Carroll’s studio, Paramount, and producer Joseph E. Levine. Other actresses
claimed they were offered the role of Rina Marlowe aka Jean Harlow, including
Joan Collins and Angie Dickinson. No knock on Baker, but after starting off in
Hollywood as an imported Actors Studio “serious” actress—a decade later she was
getting groomed as a sex goddess? This seems a bit ass backward—which is how it
came to pass, as Baker bumbled through later sexy roles Sylvia and most notoriously, Harlow.
I recall acerbic critic Judith Crist saying that The Carpetbaggers’ Carroll Baker had “all the sex appeal of a whole
wheat muffin.”
Carroll was no cat on a hot tin roof: "Junior! Junior! Junior!" |
In this type of role,
Carroll Baker’s style always came across like Elizabeth Taylor-Lite. After a
failed attempt at seducing Jonas Cord, Jr., following the death of his father, Baker
shrieks after him, “Junior! Junior! Junior!” Carroll sounds puny and petulant,
lacking the verve in which Taylor put over the equally junky BUtterfield 8.
40-year-old Martha Hyer's Jennie Denton as the young successor to Baker's late Rina Marlowe. |
The studio star system
was pretty much over at this point and Hollywood had many sexy young starlets
all dolled up and nowhere to go. So, why was 40-ish Martha Hyer cast as a Jane
Russell kind of starlet with a Joan Crawford kind of past? Russell was tapped
by Hughes at 19 as his next sex
symbol. Hyer benefited as the fiancée, later wife, of super producer Hal Wallis,
whose films were released through Paramount. One of the most synthetic of
Hollywood's ‘50s blondes, Hyer was neither sexy enough to suggest Monroe, nor
classy enough to suggest Grace Kelly. Except for Martha's plusher curves, Baker
and Hyer are interchangeable, bleached blonde ‘60s Playboy bunnies, playing
dress up as ‘30s starlets. Baker became more interesting later, as a character
actress; Hyer didn't, and eventually retired.
Elizabeth Ashley has
always grated on my nerves, especially as she grew older and hammier, in the Kathleen
Turner self-aggrandizing mode. But here, Ashley is young and gamely appealing, and
about the only person resembling a human being among the younger cast.
Robert Cummings oozes more camp than sleaze as the agent negotiating with Martha Hyer. |
Robert Cummings is
laughable as sleazy, wolfish agent Daniel Pierce. I don’t know what Bob’s deal
was off-camera, but on-camera, he comes across as such a flamer that the only
pants that he would be believable trying to get into are Jonas Cord’s!
There’s a great
supporting cast, but they’re stuck in stock roles: Lew Ayres as the long-suffering
family lawyer; ‘40s femme fatale Audrey Totter has one scene as the hooker
with a heart of gold; Leif Ericson appears in the opening, as the overbearing
Jonas Cord, Sr.; and Martin Balsam as the crass studio head.
The colorful cast of The Carpetbaggers. |
Like Valley of the Dolls, The Carpetbaggers got terrible reviews but made a fortune, from the public flocking to see if the film version was as dirty as the book. Today, The Carpetbaggers is just a mildly entertaining cartoon of a movie that milks every cliché about Hollywood. Enjoy!
FYI: I put all the movie overflow on my public FB movie
page.
Enjoyable review. THE CARPETBAGGERS suffers from its miscasting, as you pointed out. Otherwise, it would be Great Good Trash like "Valley of The Dolls" which has the benefit of having a cast that can actually act.
ReplyDeleteThe Carpetbaggers doesn't have that same over the top quality that makes Valley of the Dolls such fun! Thanks for your take,
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Oh, Rick FABULOUS article and art direction - you capture the garish, gaudy, sexy vibe of this not-very-good movie. In fact, this wonderful blogpost is better than the movie itself, although now I need to see the gorgeous George as Jonas Cord, supported by the beautiful and talented Carroll and Elizabeth (both of whom are still alive and well at this writing!)
ReplyDeleteI am a HUGE Carroll Baker fan...I still need to write a post about the equally trashy Harlow, but my favorite Baker performance is in the low budget cult classic Andy Warhol's Bad.
-Chris
Hey Chris, while George was no Paul Newman (who could compare?), Peppard still has his moments. I've always heard that Baker did more interesting work after she left Hollywood, need to check out her latter day stuff. I find her interesting and irritating at the same time...ever feel that way about certain stars? I'm glad you checked this out, and look forward to your next post! Cheers, Rick
DeleteFun! I have always wanted to/meant to profile this movie, but never have. I even read the book one summer by the pool (natch!) to help become informed about it, but have since forgotten any significant aspects or differences of it from the movie. This was my first exposure ever to Alan Ladd and it shaded my perception of him for all time (not in a positive way...) Even when they're rotten, I still love these glossy, "sexy," trashy, soapy potboiler movies of the '60s.
ReplyDeletePoseidon, I thought of you when I wrote this. In fact, I checked to make sure you hadn't, because you're always so thorough! This was the first thing I've ever seen Alan Ladd in and it also shaded him negatively in my mind. Imagine my surprise when I saw him in Shane for the first time recently...he was wonderful! And shocking that there's only a decade between movies...alcoholism, cigarettes, and pills aged him into an old man at 50. Very sad. Yes, these sexy '60s soaps are a lot of fun! Cheers, Rick
DeleteIn the book, which I read when it came out, Rina has an incestuous relationship with her brother and later is seduced by a lesbian fashion designer based, supposedly, on Edith Head. It was scandalous reading for a 16-year-old.
DeleteWowsa! Ironic that Edith Head designed the clothes for the movie. With these kind of books, the juiciest tidbits get left out...
DeleteCheers, Rick
This is one of those films most everyone who knows me assumes I've seen, but I've yet to settle in and give it a look. It sounds marvelously trashy, but I think my aversion to George Peppard has kept me at bay. And don't get me started on Robert Cummings!
ReplyDeleteYour highlighting of the films pluses and minuses makes it sound like theres a bit of something for everyone, certainly in Carroll Baker and Elizabeth Ashley. Thanks for detailing this one so entertainingly...the next time it airs I'll give it a shot!
Ken, yes, I too am allergic to George Peppard. Though I'm not a big latter day Elizabeth Ashley fan, I thought it was kind of jerky (though typical of the era) that Peppard asked Ashley to put her career on the backburner during their marriage.
DeleteAnd Robert Cummings...blech! The acting version of Bert Parks or Ralph Edwards, SMARMY!
One FB person berated me for not acknowledging the great Edward Dmytryk's contribution to 'The Carpetbaggers' and film in general. I restrained myself in commenting back that his next movie was that classic, 'Where Love Has Gone!'
The Carpetbaggers is a Hollywood Squares version of a Hollywood expose!
Cheers, and thanks for reading!
Rick
The movie was entertaining, isn't that the point?
ReplyDeleteDepends on who you're talking to. I thought it was entertaining as a trashy soap opera, not as a genuinely good movie. Rick
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