Romance alternates between dreamy & nightmarish for Rock Hudson & Jane Wyman. |
Magnificent Obsession made Rock Hudson a star in 1954; Giant then turned Hudson into a superstar in ‘56. All That Heaven Allows came in between, and shows Rock at his most natural. He's warm, straightforward, and his speaking voice—on which he worked hard—is soft, yet masculine, and deeply soothing.
Rock Hudson's memorable first close-up as Ron Kirby. |
Ron Kirby is one of the most interesting
characters that Rock Hudson ever played. His gardener turned tree farmer marches
to his own drummer and doesn’t care what others think. These characteristics
are not heavy-handed, just who Ron is. What a shame life couldn’t have imitated
art for Rock Hudson, who was stifled by the Hollywood closet.
Rock's landscaper Ron dreams of living off the grid as a tree farmer. |
With a career goal of more than the local
gardener, Rock's Ron dreams of agricultural college and nurturing a tree farm.
One of his last landscaping customers is Cary Scott, played by Jane Wyman. She's
a well-to-do widow and pillar of the picturesque community. She’s older than
Ron, as well as above his socio-economic station in life. (Wyman was actually
just eight years older than Hudson.) The news of the characters’ ensuing romance
runs rampant among Cary’s circle, fanned by so-called friend Mona, the
malicious gossip of the group.
Jane Wyman is touching, yet restrained as Cary, a lonely widow who finds love. |
I always liked Jane Wyman as an actress. Her
kewpie doll looks (the snub nose, apple cheeks, and Bambi eyes) were always an
intriguing contradiction to her direct acting style. I thought Jane was a bit
undervalued as an actress because she didn't overact. In that respect, she
reminded me a bit of Barbara Stanwyck, who was also no-nonsense in the dramatic
department. But with Jane's cherub face, she usually played the wide-eyed
heroine, not the gun toting villains that flinty-faced Stanwyck so often
played.
Wyman's conventional matron reads up on what is essentially Ron's life philosophy. |
In Heaven especially, Jane wore simple makeup, coloring within the
lines, unlike other divas. Her clothes, by Bill Thomas, were chic and fit
Cary’s character. Wyman never went caricature, perhaps that's why she's not as
well-remembered as some of the legends. Nearly 40, Jane cuts a fine figure in a
cocktail dress, still possesses an expressive, pretty face, all without
bothering to try to convince audiences or herself that she's still 25.
Ron & Cary run into one another at Christmas time, after calling off their marriage. |
Wyman and Hudson have a warm, subtle rapport
and both play well to the soft-spoken, gentle side of their personas. Though Magnificent Obsession is an awesome
wallow, there's far more genuine romantic and social angst here in All That Heaven Allows.
The cast is tops.
Agnes Moorehead gets to play a sympathetic role as Cary’s best friend, Sara.
While she’s strong-minded, Moorehead isn’t waspish, as she often was cast in
later years. And Agnes, who could have easily have played vicious Mona, gets to
play Cary’s one true blue friend Cary, and comes across as a complex and real.
Agnes Moorehead is spot on as Sara, Cary's best friend who senses something's up. |
William Reynolds and
Gloria Talbott are perfectly obnoxious as Cary’s self-centered children. Hayden
Rorke sports old-age makeup once again as the plain-spoken family doctor who
tells the widow that her headaches are caused by what other people think! Virginia
Grey, a favorite of Heaven producer
Ross Hunter, is most appealing as Alida, from Ron’s cadre of free-spirited
friends. And a special shout out to Jacqueline de Wit as Mona, the town
troublemaker. She is so good, you just want to give her a swift kick in the
ass!
Malicious Mona, played by Jacqueline deWit, is right in the middle of starting trouble! |
Then-small studio Universal
was great at creating lush production values on a modest budget. Russell
Metty’s cinematography is superb, especially with the lighting. The big
emotional scenes are so suffused with light that they look like dream sequences.
The mix of sets, the studio back lot, and miniatures, all expertly suggest a
cozy small town where life is seemingly carefree. Frank Skinner’s sound track,
with inspiration from from Franz Liszt, is lovely and complements the visuals
perfectly.
Wyman's serene small town matron feels like something's missing from her life. Hint: The Chinese Elm clippings were cut by the dreamy gardener! |
Douglas Sirk’s modus operandi in a nutshell: smooth
surface soap opera with an underlying subversive point of view. There were very
few mainstream films questioning the post-war America way of life. Beneath this
‘50s version of a country club Lady Chatterley and her gardener with a Woody,
is a woman who attempts to step out of her role in society, and a man who
marches to his own beat, and the wrath they incur when they attempt to bypass
convention. All this in a mid-century soap opera!
Director Douglas Sirk with the stars of "All That Heaven Allows." |
The first time I watched All That Heaven Allows, I was knocked out that a mainstream '50s
movie would criticize the era's bland conformity. The town gossips and selfish
children are written and played as total caricatures, and Sirk enjoys skewering
them. Cary’s two self-centered children, both young adults, make you wish
Joan Crawford was playing Cary, so that she could give them each her trademark
slap in the face. Even television takes its lumps, as Cary’s family and
friends are all pestering her to buy one for companionship. She resists, but
when she and Ron break up, her meddling kids console her with a TV for
Christmas, with the screen reflecting Carrie's inconsolable face.
Cary's selfish brats give her a TV set as a Christmas consolation prize for breaking up her and Ron. The first time I saw this stunning scene, I wanted to throw something at MY television! |
Some Douglas Sirk
detractors say that he was merely a more stylish technician of cinema soaps
than other studio directors. NOT true! And they totally miss what Sirk creates
in his '50s films. The stylized soap is merely the surface and highly entertaining
in its own right. However, nothing Douglas Sirk does is by chance or by rote.
The questioning glances, such as when Agnes Moorehead's Sara takes note of
Rock's Ron Kirby working in her best friend's yard. Or the scene where Cary's
son Ned angrily argues with his his mother in front of a screen, that makes
them look like they’re at confession. Most crucial of all, Cary's uncertainty as
a woman in love again gets many subtle setups: her troubled reflection in
mirrors or most touchingly, the screen of a TV set that's a sorry substitute
for Ron.
One of the many strikingly lit scenes of "All That Heaven Allows." |
If you don't believe
me, consider the films that Ross Hunter did without Douglas Sirk: Backstreet, Portrait in Black, and especially, Madame X. They are all great fun, but with little depth or subtext.
With Hunter, it’s all just suffering glamour stars. Todd Haynes tried to
emulate Douglas Sirk’s stylized melodrama with subliminal social content in Far From Heaven, upping the ante by giving
the unhappy heroine a BLACK gardener lover and a GAY husband! Still, this Heaven felt like an exercise in style, with
little of the heartfelt style Sirk gives his lead characters in All That Heaven Allows.
Wait for my ungrateful children to call or for my outdoorsy young husband Ron to come indoors and rock my world? Tough call, Cary! |
Even today, some
critics and movie fans still dismiss All
That Heaven Allows as a stylish but dated soap. I couldn't disagree more.
This film may be my favorite of Sirk's '50s films. The message woven throughout
the film is to not give in—whether to social convention, materialism, ageism, or
sexism—and to thine own self be true. Heaven
reminds me of Now, Voyager in its
genuine uplift.
Love this movie poster for "Heaven" that looks like a juicy paperback novel cover! |
All That Heaven Allows is proof that Rock Hudson could be more than a
mere Hollywood heart throb. Rock was often cited as an example of the handsome
hunk that was a hack. His performance in this film alone defies that
stereotype. I can think of many stars, male and female, that got the big build
up, and who were just glamorous mannequins. Universal's Tippi Hedren and John
Gavin quickly come to mind.
Rock & Jane flourish in Sirk's genuine romanticism of "All That Heaven Allows." |
Rock was no Marlon or
Monty, of course. Hudson was still more than just a pretty boy and the man had his
moments during his 15 years as a top leading man. Yet, sometimes it is the stars' smaller movies, where fans can see them at their most genuine, and remind us
what made them special. For me, that’s Rock Hudson as Ron Kirby in All That Heaven Allows. Rock is at his
most relaxed, confident screen self, the ideal of the man Hudson might have
wished to be off-screen.
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I *JUST* watched this again for the first time in a while and it was so, so enjoyable. It simply has to be one of the most darkly-lit color films of the 1950s...! One has to strain sometimes to even get a good look at beautiful asshole William Reynolds. I loved your remark about how Joan would have slapped these (deserving!) kids. I felt that Gloria Talbot's room had a Candyland/rainbow aspect to it because she was still such a baby despite her attempts at sophistication. There's so much to enjoy about the movie, whether it's the fever-pitched story line or the huge cast of nasties (Eleanor Audley, who was the model for Cinderella's stepmother in the Disney film, has a memorable moment), the vivid colors, the captivating imagery, music... just on and on. And it's only an hour and a half! So it doesn't overstay its welcome. De Witt is a sensational villainess. Rock comes off extremely well and is photographed beautifully, especially near the end. Jane is a heroine to root for. Imagine her having to settle for impotent, clammy Conrad Nagel! You sort of have to buy into these types of movies and go along for the ride. If you do, you find yourself very moved by such unexpected things as a broken Wedgewood teapot! When "Far From Heaven" was announced, I was ecstatic because I love all of these Ross Hunter/Douglas Sirk collaborations and am a huge Julianne Moore fan, but I can honestly say I loathed it... it left me completely cold.
ReplyDeleteWe're on the same wavelength, for sure! I too was excited for the Todd Hayne's Sirk tribute "Far From Heaven," but except for Moore and Patricia Clarkson, who caught the Sirk vibe, it left me cold, too. Very disappointing.
DeleteBut every time I see "All That Heaven Allows," I enjoy it even more!
Thanks for writing, Poseidon!
Rick
I agree.
Delete"Far From Heaven" made me sad for the following reason. It was set in 1957, and the three main characters had years to go before the movements for blacks, women and gays would provide liberation. They'd be middle aged by then (not that there is anything wrong with that), but as we know from watching "Mad Men," Fifties conformity continued for a long time into the next decade.
DeleteAbsolutely, and even into the '70s! Great comment, Rick
DeleteThank you for your excellent appreciation of this film, which is my favourite by Sirk. Interesting that you should mention 'Now, Voyager' because these two films are my top favourite Hollywood films in a lifetime as a cinemagoer. I think both say much more than the obvious and contain important life lessons. Sirk was a highly intelligent director who chose those he worked with carefully. I'd love to know more about the screenwriter, for the script is top notch - so many satisfying little touches. In much the same way Rapper's 'Now Voyager' was dismissed as 'mesmerising piffle' by one critic, I'm sure critics at the time 'All That Heaven Allows' was released dismissed it as commercial melodrama. They were wrong - it was one of the most worthwhile films of the Fifties. Maybe it's because both were 'womens' films' ?
ReplyDeleteGreat comments! I'd think that Sirk worked closely with the screenwriter as he had a strong imprint on the total of each film project. With Rapper's Now, Voyager, Casey Robinson was the screenwriter, who was excellent. Critics then, and some audiences now, dismiss these films as soapy "women's pictures." They are just taking them at face value, which is their loss.
DeleteCheers, rick
I never get tired of watching this movie. Absolutely love it. I just wish someone had smacked Mona Plash in the face, multiple times.
ReplyDeleteI love it too. In fact, I think it's my favorite Sirk movie. And yes, Mona needed an ass-whoopin'! Thanks for all the comments, Rick
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