Of Douglas Sirk’s many heralded melodramas, Written on the Wind (1956) is probably my least favorite. Yes, the Technicolor is as bright as ever and Sirk, generally, draws out good performances from his cast, but the story and most of the characters fall flat for me. If you take away Dorothy Malone’s scintillating performance, there is nothing compelling about the film.
Based on Robert Wilder’s 1945 novel of the same name, Written on the Wind opens with a bang—literally. A drunken man, who we later learn is Kyle Hadley (Robert Stack), tears across a Texas road toward his family’s estate and stumbles into the house. As leaves blow inside the open door, we see a woman, who we soon learn is Kyle’s sister Marylee (Malone), slam the door shut. A few moments later, we hear a shot ring out and we see Kyle stagger back outside with a gun in his hand, where he proceeds to crumble to the ground dead. And, then the wind blows again and turns a calendar back more than a year—Sirk’s not so clever way of saying he’s going to show us the events that led up to Kyle’s last fateful night. It all began when Kyle’s best friend Mitch (Rock Hudson) brought a pretty secretary to lunch who caught Kyle’s eye. The heir to an oil fortune and a world-class playboy, Kyle doesn’t care that Mitch saw Lucy (Lauren Bacall) first—what he wants he gets. And, so he turns on the charm by flying her to Miami in his private plane and stocking a luxury suite with fine clothes for her. When she informs him that she’s not a tramp he marries her after knowing her for only one day. This was undoubtedly a mistake on Lucy’s part, because she soon learns that her new husband not only suffers from anxiety, depression, and alcoholism, but that he also has an inferiority complex when it comes to Mitch—the man his father (Robert Keith) adores and calls his second son. It also doesn’t help that her sister-in-law, Marylee (Malone), is a world-class bitch and whore who is obsessed with Mitch—who happens to only have eyes for Lucy. When Kyle learns that he has weak sperm and that he may never be able to father a child he goes into a tailspin, which is exacerbated by Marylee’s insinuations that Mitch and Lucy are having an affair. Oh, it’s so soapy—even for Sirk!
Once again, Russell Metty was Sirk’s cinematographer of choice for Written on the Wind. Over a period of seven years, Metty and Sirk worked together on ten films. There’s a reason that of the more than 30 films that Sirk directed in his career that his most highly regarded ones had Metty as their cinematographer: Magnificent Obsession (1954), All That Heaven Allows (1955), Imitation of Life (1959), and Written on the Wind. Metty’s deft understanding of how to use light/shade and angles to superbly capture the mood of a scene was the perfect compliment to Sirk’s brilliance when it came to visual composition. Most of their films had a reoccurring visual motif (for example, their endless use of windows in All That Heaven Allows) which they employed throughout the picture. Written on the Wind was primarily about psychologically fractured people, so Sirk and Metty used several mirror shots to depict characterization. Additionally, I suppose they wanted to make a statement about how empty and sterile the lives of the Hadleys were because they used a lot of glaringly bright lights and garish colors—gone was the matte world of All That Heaven Allows, replaced by full enamel, ala Magnificent Obsession.
My overall disregard for Written on the Wind stems from the fact that I could never bring myself to care about what happened to the characters. About twenty minutes into the film it becomes obvious that the most entertaining and engaging person in the movie, Marylee, is doomed to end up unhappy, so it’s irritating to watch Mitch politely pine for the beyond boring Lucy, who spends most of her time fretting over her overacting (on so many levels) husband. Sure, Marylee’s a tramp and a manipulator, but her pathological desire to have Mitch love her is far more exciting to watch than both Bacall and Hudson’s mediocre performances. Of course, they may have only appeared to be sleepwalking through this movie because Dorothy Malone was completely on fire throughout it. Malone deservedly won a Best Supporting Actress Oscar for her turn as a bitter woman who vehemently and defiantly acts out as a result of being constantly rebuffed by the man that she loves. Her testimony scene at the inquest is nothing short of brilliant—full of rawness, honesty and vulnerability. It irks me beyond measure that this most pivotal scene has absolutely no chance of changing the inevitable ending of the film—boring and boring ride off together while the most electrifying person is doomed to an empty life of unhappiness.
Overall, I’m not a big fan of Written on the Wind. It’s not a bad picture, per se, but it is irritatingly predictable and cursed by the fact that every character other than Maryann is beyond boring. Thank you, Dorothy Malone, for making it somewhat palatable.
Kim, I wasn't much impressed by this either. I agree that the best thing in it is Dorothy Malone's Oscar-winning performance. The wonderful Bacall is pretty much wasted and, I find, miscast. She's best playing more forceful women. Generally, I find Sirk's over-the-top melodramas from the 50s overrated. "All That Heaven Allows" is the archetypal one of these & inspired Fassbinder to make "Ali: Fear Eats the Soul," which I think is the better movie. I did, however, recently watch "The Tarnished Angels" again (I wrote about it on my Facebook page) & was very impressed.ReplyDelete
Well, we agree about Bacall being wasted here and that this isn't an overly impressive film, but we'll have to be split over All That Heaven Allows, as I think it's probably his best and least over-the-top melodrama. Good point about Fassbinder's Ali being inspired by All That Heaven Allows. Todd Haynes' Far From Heaven was also inspired by that film.Delete
Kim, we don't have to split over "All That Heaven Allows." For me too it's Sirk's best and least over-the-top melodrama. That's why I called it his archetypal film--it has all that's good about his 50s melodramas and little that I don't like. It's helped by the restrained acting of Jane Wyman and Rock Hudson and Agnes Moorehead (my favorite of her many fine performances, probably because she doesn't have to play a woman who's neurotic or unattractive). I find its values a bit simplistically presented, but I can't disagree with them. And hey, the movie is nearly 60 years old, and people saw things more simply in those days, certainly in movies made for mass entertainment. I don't really consider "The Tarnished Angels" in the same class as his other 50s films, probably because it's based on a novel by William Faulkner (who's said to have found it the best film adaptation of any of his novels), and he certainly wasn't into soap! In its plot it actually has certain resemblances to "Written" both in its cast and in some elements of its plot.Delete
Thanks for clarifying, RDF. I must have misread your previous comment. Good point about Agnes Moorehead not having to play some crazy frumpy woman in the film--I didn't really mention that in my own review.Delete
BTW, why don't you blog anymore? I miss your massive yearly blogathon that you always were kind enough to ask me to participate in.
Kim, between maintaining my blog--a lot of work as I'm such a perfectionist--and participating meaningfully in the classic film blogging community, I found my life was being devoured by my avocation. I became a burnout dropout for the sake of my own sanity! Now that I've started to take Facebook more seriously (I know I'm rather late to this party), I will be posting capsule reviews of films from time to time on my FB page. Somehow the informality (and brevity) of Facebook posts doesn't seem so daunting as writing a real blog.Delete
Well, I'm sorry to hear that, but I am glad to learn that you are doing the capsule reviews.Delete
I agree that this isn't that good a film. I also didn't much care what happened to anyone in the movie.ReplyDelete
I often wonder why films like this, and even worse ones, make it into the book while other more deserving films do not.Delete