Film Review
It was the showdown of the century. Two of Hollywood's leading
screen actresses, who had been at war with one another since the 1930s,
finally agreed to appear in the same film together, and the
blood-thirsty appetites of audiences were amply rewarded by a spectacle
of unparalleled savagery. Forget King Kong versus Godzilla and
Alien v. Predator. The most gruesome and nerve-racking clash of
the cinematic titans came when Joan met Bette on the set of
What Ever Happened to Baby Jane?
and proceeded to tear lumps out of each other, channelling thirty years
of pent-up antagonism into a histrionic set-to of truly terrifying
proportions. Definitely not for the faint-hearted.
Bette Davis and Joan Crawford had been the deadliest of rivals since
the mid-1930s, when Crawford allegedly stole (and married) the love of
Davis's life, the actor Franchot Tone. Davis envied Crawford's
sexual magnetism and success as a glamour puss, whilst Crawford's
loathing for Davis is thought to have originated from an unrequited
lesbian crush that turned horribly sour. Publicly, both actresses
denied they had any ill-feeling towards one another, but the reality
was very different. Jealous of each other's professional success,
Davis and Crawford hated each other with a vengeance and would
continually spit venom at each other right up until the end of their
lives. "Joan Crawford? I wouldn't sit on her toilet!" Davis once
snarled. Speaking of her nemesis, Miss Crawford remarked: "I had
no idea of the extent of her hate, and that she planned to destroy me.."
Given how much the two actresses loathed each other, it seems highly
improbable that they would ever agree to venture into the same studio,
let alone appear in the same film together. Ironically, it
was Crawford who suggested Davis should play opposite her in Robert
Aldrich's adaptation of Henry Farrell's novel
What Ever Happened to Baby Jane?
By the early 1960s, both actresses were well past their best and were
desperate to revive their flagging film careers. The prospect of
enacting a grotesquely parodied version of their off-screen feud was a
lure that neither Crawford nor Davis could resist, although no
Hollywood studio was prepared to come up with the readies to make this
sick fantasy a reality. In the end, Aldrich made the film on a
shoestring budget, a joint venture between his own company and Seven
Arts Productions (known for its low-budget horror films, including
several collaborations with Hammer Films). Crawford and Davis
accepted a modest fee in return for a share of the film's profits - a
very lucrative arrangement as it turned out.
By this time, Robert Aldrich had earned a reputation as one of the true
mavericks of American cinema, a director who did not shirk from showing
us the grimmer and more sordid side of human experience. He began
his career by working as an assistant to such distinguished filmmakers
as Jean Renoir (
The Southerner),
William Wellman (
Story of G.I. Joe)
and Charlie Chaplin (
Limelight). Although he
is best known for mainstream trumphs such as
The Flight of the Phoenix
(1965) and
The Dirty Dozen (1967), Aldrich
also made several more challenging films which led various influential
critics to dub him an important auteur, one of the standard bearers of
the counterculture movement that would radically transform American
cinema in the late 1960s, early 1970s.
What Ever Happened to Baby Jane? is
not the most well-regarded of Aldrich's films - it is overlong,
unevenly paced and is let down by poorly developed supporting
characters that fail to justify their place in the narrative. Yet
it is one of his most idiosyncratic and daring works - a full-bodied
Gothic horror-cum-suspense thriller that manages to be funny and
frightening in equal measure.
This is a film that feels like a head-on collision between Billy
Wilder's
Sunset Boulevard (1950) and
Alfred Hitchcock's
Psycho (1960). Aldrich
does an effective job at emulating Hitchcock's decidedly black humour
and use of suspense, employing old-fashioned film noir motifs (slanted
camera angles, high-contrast lighting, exaggerated close-ups) to
ratchet up to the tension and convey the stifling sense of confinement
in which the two sisters live, trapped in a world of their own making,
in a relationship of mutual dependency and mutual loathing.
The film was a gift for both Joan Crawford and Bette Davis.
Crawford does what she does best, playing the
helpless martyr and meekly accepting the blows that come her way,
mostly for comic effect. Davis is at her most outrageous (a
frightening prospect indeed) and positively revels in the role of the
sister from Hell. Note the sheer delight in her face as she
serves a dead rat on a platter to her half-starved co-star. Note
the ecstatic frenzy that overtakes her when she finally goes in for the
kill, kicking Crawford's head as she lies helpless on the floor
(inflicting real injuries as she does so). There's more than a
hint of wish-fulfilment on display here as Crawford and Davis re-enact
their famous off-screen feud as a psychotic battle of wills.
As she dredges up something of her erstwhile glamour, Crawford turns in
the more subtle and engaging performance. How can we not
sympathise with her when she is on the receiving end of so much
inhumane cruelty? Davis does just about everything an actress can
do to alienate her audience but there is one powerful scene in which we
are compelled to identify with her. In one of her character's
insane flights of fancy (which have to be seen to be believed), she
glimpses herself in a mirror and suddenly sees what she has
become - no longer the angelic child star, but a hideously made-up
clown-like caricature of an elderly woman. This revelation is
presumably what sends poor Baby Jane over the edge and makes her into a
monster that is infinitely more nightmare-inducing than the one dreamed
up by Mary Shelley. Next to her, Boris Karloff wouldn't get a look in.
Although generally ill-received by the critics,
What Ever Happened to Baby Jane?
was a box office hit and took nine million dollars worldwide. Not
only did it provide Joan Crawford and Bette Davis with the comeback
they had hoped for, it also made them immensely wealthy. The film
was nominated for four Oscars, winning the award for Best Costume
Design. Crawford was so incensed by Bette Davis's Best Actress
Oscar nomination that she approached each of the other nominees,
offering to accept the award on their behalf. In the event, it
was Anne Bancroft who won the Oscar, and Crawford took great delight in
receiving the award when she was unable to attend the ceremony.
The film was such a success that it spawned a short-lived sub-genre of
horror films involving psychotic harridans, including Aldrich's
Hush... Hush, Sweet Charlotte
(1964), which had been conceived as a Davis-Crawford rematch (Crawford
ended up being replaced by Olivia de Havilland when she fell ill,
apparently after being bullied by Davis). Not surprisingly, the
experience of working together on
Baby
Jane did nothing to ease the mutual detestation between Crawford
and Davis. Their enmity lasted even after Crawford's death in
1977 and soured Davis's final years.
What Ever Happened to Baby Jane?
may be a work of fiction but it offers more than a glimpse into the
true nature of the complex relationship between the two queens of
Hollywood melodrama - a relationship that was not simply one of
irrational hatred, but also one that may have harboured a profound,
albeit grudging, respect.
© James Travers 2013
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