Santa and My art nouveau vases.
The film was stagey, but the acting good, and although it was ‘outdated’ How could it not be? I enjoyed it. Especially since I was just in New York.
Of course, what passed for a sex comedy back then, isn’t what passes today. Get Him To the Greek it hardly was. Fonda plays a smart and sophisticated young woman of 22 who is confused by the concept that “Good Girls Don’t.” A woman of her time.
A good piece to consider with respect to Flo in the City, my novel in progress about a girl in the 1910 era.
The sixties set design and hair and makeup styles made me nostalgic. (My husband thought Fonda looked ‘old’ to play a 22 year old (she was 26) and that was because her heavy eye-liner reminded him of his mother. I thought she looked very very young.)
So I took a tour of Time Magazine articles of the era to futher immerse myself in the 60′s. My family subscribed to Time, so that magazine evokes memories for me, the covers especially.
I used to read the articles too, although, re-reading some articles, I realize I hardly could have understood all the vocabulary. (Time had that hybrid style, using big words when small would do, contrasting with an easy-breezy by-the-numbers journalist technique, quasi-academic sounding, to give the content ‘weight’ I guess, but essentially diversion mind-candy.My father read the magazines back to front, over months.)
I entered ‘sex’ or something into the search engine and the first article I got was this cover story from 1964 on the sexual revolution. “Everything you want to know about the history of sex and society in 11 short pages.” Lot’s of mention of Kinsey. And the article made passing reference to the “new woman” of the Edwardian era, who, they said, “wanted pleasure.” Sure, (that’s a theme of my Flo in the City book) but not sexual pleasure….so they skirted the issue.
I don’t recall reading this article as a kid (I would have been in 4th grade) but the article is interesting to read from this era’s perspective. The author opened by talking about Reich’s Orgasmatron (or whatever) which reminded me of college film class where Dusan Makaveyev was a guest and we had to sit through his porny art-house documentary. My boyfriend, who came to the showing, was grossed out, I pretended to be cool.
Anyway, this article assumed that they’d reached the outer limits of sexual expression in 1964- and that the future only held horrors, because you just couldn’t possibly show more T and A, could you? without it being porn. HA. (I just saw this OK mainstream movie with Anne Hathaway and Jake Gyllenhal, Love and Other Drugs, where they did nothing but boink.. But they are very talented and easy on the eyes, so hey.)
The author of the Time article claimed European movies were less confused about sex than American movies, and featured more beautiful actresses. (I’ve always thought so, because the actresses were chosen for their faces and ability and not their Playboy bunny bodies. Well, like Helena Bonham Carter.)
Anyway, then I entered ‘suffragette’ into the engine and a 1971 TV review page came up. That week a show about Lady Randolph Churchill (Lee Remick)was going to air as well as Shoulder to Shoulder, a mini series about the suffragettes, (which I’ve seen bits of on Youtube.) They cleverly segued from one review to another by describing how much Winston Churchill despised the suffragettes. (I’ve written about that on this blog). They suggest it is because his mom was such a free-spirit, “new woman” or upper class tramp, depending on the point of view.
I have to try to see this Shoulder to Shoulder mini series in full.
And, then, to end I looked up George VI, (as ads for the King’s Speech are playing everywhere: during my husband’s newscast,and on Salon.com before you enter.) I found his obituary in Time.
This obit made me realize (again) how unpopular (or boring) Bertie seemed to the public because of this dashing headline-grabbing older brother, a point only touched upon in the movie. Edward was described as a ‘brilliant’ heir to the throne, and his brother was sickly, and a stammerer (nor was he as good-looking as Colin Firth -who is an actor, after all). Both boys, according to the article, were ignored by Dad except when in need of discipline. (So The King’s Speech and Firth’s performance, seem to be true to history. Come to think of it, the King in his thin tie and grey overcoat reminds me of my father.. Oooohhh.)
Anyway, the short obit said King George VI proved himself a good and steady man to the people in the end, especially during the war, where he suffered through the blitz like everyone else and even changed into workman’s pants once a week and made munitions or something on the assembly lines -instead of running off to safer places to party, as his brother did.
There’s an anecdote about his stammer which didn’t make it into the screenplay. Apparently, starting a speech at Wembley, he said something like “This b b b bloody thing isn’t working!” referring to the microphone. (I think the swear word was bloody. Maybe d d d amn.) But the mike was on, so everyone in attendance heard him.

