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Best Writing, 1948

Awards presented March 24, 1949

Ending the confusion of having two categories for screenplays, "Original Screenplay" and "Screenplay," must have seemed simple: Just reduce them to one, and retain the "Motion Picture Story" category. But it didn't satisfy the writers, who lost one of their opportunities for an Oscar. And it didn't really clarify matters for the voters, who were forced to decide whether a film succeeded because of its story or its screenplay, especially when, as in the case of The Search this year, it was nominated in both categories. So the fiddling with the writing categories would continue.

And the nominees were ... 

(Motion Picture Story) 
(Screenplay) 
... when they should have been ... 
(Motion Picture Story) 
(Screenplay) 
(Motion Picture Story) 

The Search is a well-made movie directed by Fred Zinnemann and filmed in the ruins of Nuremberg and other Bavarian cities. Montgomery Clift plays an Army private, stationed in postwar Germany, who helps a boy (Ivan Jandl) reunite with his mother (the great operatic soprano Jarmila Novotna in a non-singing role). Clift was nominated for an Oscar in this, his second film. (Red River, which was his first, was actually released after The Search.) He is said to have been unhappy with the original screenplay for The Search and to have rewritten much of it collaboration with Paul Jarrico, Betty Smith, and Peter Viertel, but the Academy stuck with the credited writers.  This was the second Oscar for Schweizer, whose first was for the "Original Screenplay" of the little-seen Marie-Louise. In fact, the obscurity of Marie-Louise, a winner chosen from nominees only slightly less obscure, may have been one reason why the Academy decided to stop dividing the screenplay category in two: better to have one screenplay winner for a picture that people had actually seen. Most of Schweizer's work was done in his native Switzerland. David Wechsler was a Swiss screenwriter who collaborated with Schweizer on several films, including The Last Chance and Heidi and Peter. He is sometimes confused with the contemporary assistant director David "Wex" Wechsler, and Wikipedia erroneously links his name on the entry for The Search with the American psychologist of the same name. 

(Screenplay) 

B. Traven? Ret Marut? Otto Feige?
An arrest photo of Marut taken
in London in 1923.  
Huston's screenplay is based on a novel by the mysterious writer known as B. Traven, whom Huston tried to meet before he began filming in Mexico. Instead, a man called Hal Croves showed up and showed Huston a document that was alleged to be a power of attorney, giving Croves the authority to make any decisions regarding the film. Crew members jumped to the conclusion that Croves was B. Traven himself, but Huston remained dubious. The encounter only added to the enigma of B. Traven, who seems have been a German actor named Ret Marut, which may itself have been a pseudonym for a man named Otto Feige. Or he might have been an American engineer called Berick Traven Torsvan. And let's not get into the theories that he was actually Ambrose Bierce, who disappeared in Mexico in 1913, or even Jack London, who faked his death in 1916 and moved to Mexico, where he continued writing. In any case, Huston's screenplay stands proudly on its own as one of those movies that are probably better than the books on which they're based. It was Huston who gave us: "Badges? We ain't got no badges. We don't need no badges. I don't have to show you any stinking badges."
The Treasure of the Sierra Madre: Gold Hat refuses a request to show badges
... when it should have gone to ... 
(Motion Picture Story) 

Rex Harrison in Unfaithfully Yours
Preston Sturges
A celebrated symphony conductor (Rex Harrison), believing his wife (Linda Darnell) to be unfaithful, fantasizes about how he should handle the matter while conducting a concert. To the accompaniment of Rossini's Semiramide overture, he imagines murdering her; to the prelude to Wagner's Tannhäuser, he imagines an act of noble forgiveness; and to Tchaikovsky's Francesca da Rimini tone poem he envisions a game of Russian roulette with the man (Kurt Krueger) he thinks has cuckolded him. But when he decides to go through with the murder plot he botches it in a scene of hilarious slapstick. This classic black comedy was conceived by Sturges as early as 1932, but he was unable to sell it to a studio. After his successes as a writer-director in the earlier 1940s, he decided to produce it himself. But it was a huge flop: Audiences were no more ready for Sturges's version of black comedy than they were for Charles Chaplin's attempt a year earlier with Monsieur Verdoux. Sturges, who was recovering from the failure of The Sin of Harold Diddlebock, had one more Hollywood flop, Betty Grable's The Beautiful Blonde From Bashful Bend, and decided to move to France, where he made his last film, The French, They Are a Funny Race, in 1955. Today, however, Unfaithfully Yours is considered one of Sturges's best movies, and the necessity of having the Sturges touch as director as well as writer is amply demonstrated by the inferior 1984 remake with Dudley Moore. 




Best Director, 1948

Awards presented March 24, 1949

And the nominees were ... 

... when they should have been ... 

This was, remarkably, Huston's first nomination and only win as director, though he also won for his screenplay. He had previously been nominated for the screenplays of Dr. Ehrlich's Magic Bullet, The Maltese Falcon, and Sergeant York, and would receive double nominations as writer-director for The Asphalt Jungle and The African Queen, a double nomination as director and producer of the 1952 Moulin Rouge, two more writing nominations for Heaven Knows, Mr. Allison and The Man Who Would Be King, a supporting actor nomination for The Cardinal, and a final directing nomination for Prizzi's Honor. He would direct fifteen performances that received acting nominations, and four that won, including his father and his daughter. (The other two are Claire Trevor in Key Largo and Humphrey Bogart in The African Queen.) Is there a more impressive film career? 

... when it should have gone to ... 
Joanne Dru and Hawks take a smoke break

Have I ranted enough about the Academy's neglect of Hawks? This seems to me the greatest of all Hollywood Westerns, with the finest performance John Wayne ever gave (with the possible exception of the one he gave in The Searchers). It has a fresh, vital, sexy performance from an actor who declined into neurosis, Montgomery Clift. And is there a greater dick-measuring scene in movies than the one in which Clift and John Ireland compare guns? It has Walter Brennan hamming it up, and a gallery of great Western supporting performers: Harry Carey Sr. and Jr., Noah Beery Jr., Hank Worden, Chief Yowlatchie, and even Richard Farnsworth in an uncredited role as one of Dunston's men. Joanne Dru is the Hawksian woman in the mix, and even if Pauline Kael has a point when she calls her "frantic" and says she "acts as if the Old West were Greenwich Village," she's still fun to watch. The cattle drive is exciting and Dimitri Tiomkin's score is stirring. What's not to like? 
John Wayne and Montgomery Clift in Red River 

Best Writing, 1941

Awards presented February 26, 1942

The nominees were ... 

(Original Screenplay) 
(Original Story) 
(Screenplay) 
... when they should have been ... 
(Original Screenplay)
(Original Story) 
(Screenplay) 
And the Oscar went to ... 
(Original Screenplay) 

Orson Welles and Herman Mankiewicz
In 1971 Pauline Kael generated controversy with her New Yorker essay "Raising Kane," which was later reprinted in The Citizen Kane Book. In it, she attempted to extend greater credit for the film's artistic success to Mankiewicz, claiming that the screenplay is largely his. To some extent, Kael's argument is a riposte to the so-called auteur critics, whose chief American spokesman was Andrew Sarris, who see the director as the chief "author" of a film, and to whom Welles is one of the great heroes. Director Peter Bogdanovich led the charge against Kael, and one of the bases of the anti-Kael position was the observation that nothing else in Mankiewicz's career as a screenwriter is as good as Kane. Mankiewicz, the older brother (by eleven years) of writer-director Joseph Mankiewicz, was a former journalist who came to Hollywood in 1926, and proceeded to persuade other journalists, chief among them Ben Hecht, to move there too. In a telegram, Mankiewicz famously told Hecht, "Millions are to be grabbed out here and your only competition is idiots." Welles himself credited Mankiewicz with an "enormous" contribution to the screenplay, including the "Rosebud" device that sets the narrative in motion. Welles said that they argued, however, over the name of the central character, Mankiewicz fearing that "Kane" would be seen as a clumsy biblical allusion. John Houseman, Welles's former Mercury Theater associate, was one of those who gave Mankiewicz chief, if not sole, credit for the screenplay, but Houseman and Welles had a great falling-out, and Welles bore a grudge against Houseman until his dying day. The controversy will never be resolved, though the prevailing evidence now seems to favor Welles over Mankiewicz, but in the end it's of interest only to partisans and ideologues. 

(Original Story) 

The confusion over story and screenplay credits continued this year, with Here Comes Mr. Jordan winning in both categories. Segall, who had been a contract writer for MGM and and RKO, created the story of Here Comes Mr. Jordan first as a play called Heaven Can Wait, which is the title Warren Beatty used when he remade Here Comes Mr. Jordan in 1978. (To add to the confusion, there is an unrelated 1943 Ernst Lubitsch film also called Heaven Can Wait.) Except for the 1952 film Monkey Business, with Cary Grant, Ginger Rogers, and Marilyn Monroe, Segall's other screenwriting efforts are forgettable.

(Screenplay) 

Buchman and Miller's version of Segall's story is brisker but more sentimental than the 1978 version written by Warren Beatty and Elaine May, who kept the names of the characters but changed the central one, Joe Pendleton, from a boxer to a quarterback. In this version, Pendleton, played by Robert Montgomery, dies in a plane crash and is whisked off to heaven by a busybody angel (played by Edward Everett Horton) who then discovers that he harvested Pendleton's soul prematurely:  He was supposed to survive the crash. Mr. Jordan (Claude Rains) is the angel in charge of sorting things out, which involves returning Pendleton to Earth, but in the body of another man, a millionaire. Buchman was one of the star writers at Columbia, having been nominated previously for the screenplay of Mr. Smith Goes to Washington. In 1942 he became vice-president of production at Columbia, second only to Harry Cohn, but in 1951 he was summoned to testify before the House Un-American Activities Committee. He admitted that he had belonged to the Communist Party, but refused to name names of other party members, was found guilty of contempt of Congress and blacklisted. He moved to southern France, where in 1960 20th Century Fox put him in charge of the European division of the studio. Miller, who had been a screenwriter since 1927 and had previously been nominated for his work on The Criminal Code, signed a long-term contract with Warner Bros. in 1934, and is otherwise best known for his work on the screenplay of The Adventures of Robin Hood.

... when it should have gone to ... 
(Original Story) 

Nightclub entertainer Sugarpuss O'Shea (Barbara Stanwyck) hides out from the mob with a houseful of mostly elderly bachelor professors at work on an encyclopedia. The youngest of the lot, linguistics professor Bertram Potts (Gary Cooper) wants to use her command of the vernacular as a source for his entry on slang, but of course falls in love with her and winds up saving her from her gangster boyfriend, played by Dana Andrews. The idea of Cooper as a professor strikes some as ludicrous, but he handles the role with great charm. Howard Hawks directed, and if it doesn't seem as lively as some of his other films, it's probably because he was under the obsessive eye of producer Sam Goldwyn. Wilder, who was under contract to Paramount, was hired for the film in a trade deal: Goldwyn got Wilder in exchange for allowing Cooper, one of Goldwyn's contract players, to appear in Paramount's For Whom the Bell Tolls. Wilder had written the story much earlier, while he was still in Germany, and called on Monroe to help him Americanize it. They sold it to MGM, but eventually it fell into Goldwyn's hands. Wilder and Charles Brackett reworked the story into a screenplay, playing on the likeness of the seven elderly professors to Walt Disney's seven dwarfs.  

Henry Travers, Oscar Homolka, Gary Cooper, Leonid Kinskey, Tully Marshall, S.Z. Sakall, Richard Haydn, and Aubrey Mather are awakened by Barbara Stanwyck in Ball of Fire. 
(Screenplay) 

Humphrey Bogart and John Huston
It comes as a shock today to realize that not only did The Maltese Falcon receive only three nominations (picture, supporting actor, and screenplay) but that it won none of them. Huston started writing in the early 1930s, selling stories to H.L. Mencken's American Mercury and Esquire, among other publications, and when his father, Walter, decided to try acting in movies with the advent of talking pictures, John followed him to Hollywood. Although he worked on a number of scripts, he grew disillusioned with screenwriting and took off for the bohemian life in Europe. After a series of escapades, including one in which the car he was driving killed a pedestrian, he decided to settle down and returned to Hollywood in 1937, determined to become a director as well as a writer. His work earned him a contract with Warner Bros. and an Oscar nomination for Dr. Ehrlich's Magic Bullet. Eager to keep Huston under contract as a writer, Warners agreed to let him direct a property they already owned: Dashiell Hammett's The Maltese Falcon had been filmed twice before, under the same title in 1931 with Ricardo Cortez and Bebe Daniels, and as Satan Met a Lady in 1936 with Warren William and Bette Davis. But it took Huston's screenplay and direction to bring out its wonderfully strange essence. It also helped that Huston cast all the right people, Humphrey Bogart, Mary Astor, Sydney Greenstreet, Peter Lorre, and Elisha Cook Jr. among them.