Showing posts with label Dodsworth. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dodsworth. Show all posts

Best Art Direction, 1936

Awards presented March 4, 1937

The nominees were ... 

And the Oscar went to ... 
Richard Day, Dodsworth. 

Richard Day
Day's Oscar was the only one Dodsworth received, which is a bit shocking -- not that Day didn't deserve it, because he did, but because the picture should have won more. He received twenty nominations and won seven times in a fifty-year career that stretched from work as a set decorator for the persnickety Erich von Stroheim in 1919 to the art direction of Tora! Tora! Tora! in 1970, two years before his death. Unlike the much-honored Cedric Gibbons at MGM, Day was not tied down to any one studio, so most of the work credited to him was in fact his own. He did much of his work for Samuel Goldwyn, a producer much obsessed with prestige.  


  Above: scenes from Dodsworth

Best Writing, 1936

Awards presented March 4, 1937

The nominees were ... 

(Original Story) 
(Screenplay) 
... when they should have been ... 
(Original Story)
(Screenplay) 

And the Oscar went to ... 
(Original Story)
(Screenplay)
Collings and Gibney were the only writers to take home two writing Oscars for the same film, and were the first to be nominated in both writing categories. Previously there had been no overlap between the films nominated in the two categories, story and screenplay, but as this happened more and more often, the Academy began to rethink the divisions in the writing categories. Over time, this evolved into the current writing categories, one for screenplay written originally for the movies and one for adaptations from other media. Collings, who had been a screenwriter since 1925, died of pneumonia in the same year that he received the Oscars. Gibney served two terms as president of the Screen Writers Guild in the 1940s.

... when it should have gone to ... 
(Original Story) 
Chaplin and Paulette Godard hit the road 
 Granted, René Clair's studio claimed that Chaplin ripped off À Nous la liberté for this particular "original story," but he claimed that his inspiration came from a conversation with Gandhi about the mechanization of modern life.  Modern Times was in fact an anomaly in the age of sound, though Chaplin originally planned it as a talkie, even writing dialogue for it before deciding that the humor in it should remain essentially visual. His voice is heard, however, in one scene in which he sings a song in gibberish. In any case, the Academy's neglect of the film, giving it no nominations in any category, was absurd.

(Screenplay) 
In 1937 Sidney Howard was well known enough to make the cover of Time. Today he is remembered mainly by Oscar buffs who know that he won the award posthumously (he died in a tractor accident on his Massachusetts farm) for the screenplay of Gone With the Wind, even though it had been worked over by every writer in Hollywood from Ben Hecht to F. Scott Fitzgerald. Musical theater fans also know that his Pulitzer Prize-winning play They Knew What They Wanted was adapted by Frank Loesser into The Most Happy Fella. Howard was brought to Hollywood by the prestige-seeking producer Sam Goldwyn, for whom he adapted the Sinclair Lewis novels Arrowsmith and Dodsworth for the movies, having already had a Broadway success with a stage adaptation of the latter. Howard's plays are seldom performed today, but his Dodsworth screenplay is in many ways an improvement on Lewis's novel, being tighter and less didactic. His daughter, Jennifer Howard, married Samuel Goldwyn Jr., making Sidney Howard the grandfather of the actor Tony Goldwyn.  


Best Director, 1936

Awards presented March 4, 1937

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... when they should have been ... 
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Like all Capra films, this blend of screwball comedy, social comment, whimsy, and pathos has adoring admirers. Others like me find that its message -- the little people are better than the fat cats and country folk superior to city slickers -- is presented so ham-handedly as to suggest its essential falseness. Give Capra credit for making Jean Arthur a star after more than a decade in the business, though. 

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William Wyler
Wyler was one of the most-honored directors, winning three Oscars -- for Mrs. Miniver, The Best Years of Our Lives, and Ben-Hur -- out of a record-setting twelve nominations. But his reputation has taken a hit from the auteur critics who find his work lacking in point of view, tasteful rather than stylish, subservient rather than daring. Andrew Sarris managed to make the words "meticulous craftsmanship" damning when he relegated Wyler to the "Less Than Meets the Eye" category of his book The American Cinema. It's true that there is no characteristic that we can call "Wylerian" to be isolated from such disparate films as Dodsworth, Roman Holiday, Ben-Hur, and Funny Girl, whereas a Howard Hawks could make films as various in subject and genre as Scarface, Bringing Up Baby, Red River, and Gentlemen Prefer Blondes, and leave us discussing the "Hawksian" elements in each. The point is strengthened by the fact that in the same year that Wyler made Dodsworth, he also took over a film that had been begun by Hawks, Come and Get It, and the seams left by stitching together the two directors are glaringly obvious. But "meticulous craftsmanship" should be honored, and it's one of the things that make a film like Dodsworth (and The Best Years of Our Lives, The Heiress, and Roman Holiday, to name what I think are the best of Wyler's oeuvre) still such a pleasure to watch.     

Best Actor, 1936

Awards presented March 4, 1937

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... when they should have been ... 
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Paul Muni in The Story of Louis Pasteur. Muni could be very effective in contemporary roles, as in Scarface and I Am a Fugitive From a Chain Gang, but all of a sudden in the mid-'30s, Warner Bros. decided it wanted him to be George Arliss. He was cast in a series of biopics about historic figures: The Story of Louis Pasteur, The Life of Emile Zola, and Juarez. They brought out the worst of his tendency to overact, as did his portrayal of the Chinese hero of The Good Earth. But by the end of the 1930s, Muni was tired of movies and decided to return to the stage, and made only occasional film appearances thereafter. 

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Ruth Chatterton and Walter Huston in Dodsworth
Walter Huston and Mary Astor in Dodsworth
Huston was never quite a movie star because he was an "actor's actor," meaning one whose refusal to overplay his roles won the admiration of his peers and the more discerning critics, but whose lack of a distinctive handsomeness didn't inspire people to line up at the box office. His first love was the stage, which he never abandoned for Hollywood, and his performance as the decent, intelligent Sam Dodsworth was first created for Broadway in 1934. It was by no means a flashy role, but it demanded what Huston gave it: a quiet, authoritative performance. Today, Huston may be best-known for founding an acting dynasty. His son, John Huston, directed him to an Oscar for The Treasure of the Sierra Madre, and fathered Pablo, Anjelica, Danny, and Tony Huston. Tony's son, and Walter's great-grandson, is the actor Jack Huston. 

Best Picture, 1936

Awards presented March 4, 1937

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... when they should have been ...
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The Great Ziegfeld. Perhaps this was the Academy's way of trying to make up for Broadway Melody. In doing so it substituted extravagance for clumsiness. The only memorable moment from the film is the production number "A Pretty Girl Is Like a Melody," which takes place on an enormous rotating set, tiered like a wedding cake, with countless chorus girls being serenaded by Dennis Morgan (though he was billed under his real name, Stanley Morner, and his voice was Allan Jones's).

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Dodsworth
A movie about grownups with grownup problems: career burnout, retirement ennui, stale marriage, infidelity. What are the chances a movie like that could get made today? (Well, maybe with Daniel Day-Lewis, Meryl Streep, and Julianne Moore in the roles played by Walter Huston, Ruth Chatterton, and Mary Astor, for release in the Oscar-bait window between Thanksgiving and Christmas.)  The potential for soap opera is overcome by Huston's wise performance, Sidney Howard's intelligent script, and William Wyler's careful and attentive direction.