Worth 1,000 Words: AL JOLSON ready for takeoff


By Steve Crum

SUPERSTAR AL JOLSON takes the “pause that refreshes.” More is now known (as of an hour ago) regarding this UNPUBLISHED photo of The World’s Greatest Entertainer, Al Jolson. Thanks to input from Jolson scholars as well as my own web research, it is thought the pic was taken during a flight to Sacramento, California in January, 1947, to attend the second inaugural of Earl Warren as Governor of California.

Others, possibly Friars Club members, on the plane included Bud Abbott and Lou Costello. The unidentified gentleman with Jolie is an executive with American Airlines, so says the accompanying caption. And Coca Cola bottles are product placement-like displayed hither and yon. As far as I know, Jolie never did any Coke ads. Is Jolson traveling coach? [from Steve Crum’s showbiz memorabilia collection]

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Worth 1,000 Words: JEAN HARLOW in KANSAS CITY


By Steve Crum

JEAN HARLOW, MGM’s “Blonde Bombshell,” poses with an unidentified Kansas City, Kansas neighborhood child (one of her grandmother’s neighbors) at Kansas City, Missouri’s Union Station in 1933. Harlow was preparing to board a train for her return trip to Los Angeles. (A couple of porters are barely visible at left in the background.) Feast your eyes, since this is a heretofore unpublished photo of the famous Harlow, who died far too young four years later at age 26. For more on Harlow’s visit, please scroll down a couple of stories or so. [from Steve Crum’s showbiz memorabilia collection]

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For a nice tribute to Jean Harlow: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o_7J_IDIdJQ
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Gibson returns in violent, vengeful ‘Edge of Darkness’

By Steve Crum
 
Much has been said and written about Mel Gibson’s return to film stardom after eight years. Since 2002’s Signs, Gibson forsook acting for writing and directing the controversial and critically praised Apocalypto (2006) and The Passion of the Christ (2004). Apart from his professional successes, there were his highly publicized antisemitic slur, drinking binges, and divorce. They are mentioned here only because of their potential box office drag.
 
Now, looking his age but still showing road warrior grit, Gibson headlines Edge of Darkness, playing a Boston cop revenging his murdered daughter. Although written and directed by others, Edge has its share of Gibson movie earmarks: violence, heroism to the point of martyrdom, and spirituality. The Thomas Craven character Gibson portrays flashes his crucifix necklace several times, and one of his lines (from the screenplay by William Monahan and Andrew Bovell) curiously channels The Passion of the Christ: “You had better decide whether you’re hangin’ on the cross…or bangin’ in the nails.”
 
Edge of Darkness is a solid action movie with a strong, believable performance by Gibson. Just as effective is Ray Winstone’s turn as philosophical hit man Jedburgh.
 
Labeling Edge as violent is an understatement. There are more bullets to the head and torso in this flick than an entire season of CSI shows. Director Martin Campbell (Casino Royale) has supplemented the homicides with a plot line of government corruption and conspiracy–and the aforementioned revenge.
 
Based on the 1980’s British mini-series of the same name, Edge of Darkness is aptly named. After his 24 year-old daughter Emma (Bojana Novakovic) is shot-gunned to death as they both walk out the front door, the veteran Detective Craven fixates on finding the murderer. In the process, Craven dodges and lobs bullets while encountering a cover-up. Among the guns, fisticuffs and kicks, Gibson plays Craven as both vulnerable and lethal. Mel Gibson + lethal. That is an original concept.
 
As the heartbroken and hateful Craven seeks his kid’s killer, he links with government operative Jedburgh, who is essentially a crisis clean-up guy. If eliminating someone is necessary, so be it. Jedburgh becomes conflicted when he sympathizes with Craven, and therein lies a plot element.
 
With a relentlessly driven take by Mel Gibson, including his credible Boston accent, Edge of Darkness car crashes and body slams to a surprisingly spiritual conclusion. The finale is also corny and touching enough to elicit tears.
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On an A to F grade scale: C+
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‘Crazy Heart’ is among Bridges’ finest work

By Steve Crum

Jeff Bridges does justice to a beautifully written lead role in Crazy Heart. As down and nearly out country western singer Bad Blake, echoing Hank Williams, who performs both between and during booze binges, Bridges’ performance is the stuff of which Oscars are won.

Director Scott Cooper adapted Thomas Cobb’s novel about a more than middle aged country singer (Blake) who was a near great in the good old days. At his peak, Blake likely toured with his band and manager; and probably played stadiums, fairs, and even headlined showrooms in Vegas. We don’t know much about his past. But we know his lifestyle now is picking up gigs wherever.

The film opens as he drives his old car to a dive of a bowling alley in Santa Fe, New Mexico, and checks in as the lounge act therein. The local musicians know him well, and he recognizes them more when he is sober. He checks into a nearby motel, retires to his room, and the whiskey slams begin. By show time, he barely makes it to the bowling alley stage. Performing without retching during a song is the challenge. So goes Bad Blake’s daily regimen.

A local newspaper reporter, Jean Craddock (Maggie Gyllenhaal), wrangles an interview or two from Blake, and the story predictably goes from there. Jean’s fascination with the legendary singer turns to sympathetic adoration. At first, Bad treats her as a groupie, which in several ways she is. A mutual admiration and love develops, particularly after Blake meets her young son. There is a particularly moving scene late in the film involving Blake and her son at a shopping mall.

Thanks to Jean, Blake tries to sober up and regain a life lost. He tries to reestablish relationships with a surrogate son of sorts who was once one of his sidemen, and is now the major country singing star Tommy Sweet (Colin Farrell). There are good scenes with his former partner, played by Robert Duvall. There are effective, original songs written by T-Bone Burnett.

The story is simple, really, but Cooper’s direction is praiseworthy, conveying both the claustrophobic privacy of Blake’s drinking contrasted with the vast desert landscape (gorgeously photographed by Barry Markowitz) of the nearby, real world just outside his sleazy motel room. However, it is Bad Blake’s tortured complexity that sells Crazy Heart, and Jeff Bridges captures Blake body and soul.

Thinking of memorable portrayals of alcoholics in films, several are recalled: Jack Lemmon and Lee Remick in The Days of Wine and Roses, Ray Milland (The Lost Weekend), Nicholas Cage (Leaving Las Vegas), Susan Hayward (I’ll Cry Tomorrow), and even Dudley Moore as a comedic lush in Arthur. Jeff Bridges is included in this group, not necessarily at the top of the group, but at the top of his acting game. On second and third thought, Bridges deserves to be placed at the top of the group as well.

Crazy Heart definitely ranks among Jeff Bridges’ finest work, including: The Big Lebowski, Wild Bill, The Fisher King, Starman, The Fabulous Baker Boys, Tucker: The Man and His Dream, Tron (yes, Tron!), and The Last Picture Show. After four Oscar nominations, he will surely–and deservedly–grab the proverbial ring with Crazy Heart.
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On an A to F grade scale: A-
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Link here to the Crazy Heart trailer: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y0349E7kFEM


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77 years ago, Jean Harlow came home to KCK

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LEGENDARY SCREEN SIREN JEAN HARLOW posed on her grandmother’s front steps with Kansas City, Kansas neighborhood children while visiting her grandmother in 1933. Behind Harlow are (from left) Bernadine Frances Martin, Betty June Lobb and Merle Kelly Arnold. Beside Harlow are Dorothy Rose Martin and (standing) Dorestine Martin. ~Photo courtesy of Merle Arnold.

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NOTE: This article was originally published in The Kansas City Kansan newspaper on Aug. 21, 1998.

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By Steve Crum

 
Jean Harlow, MGM’s superstar Blonde Bombshell of the 1930’s, never forgot her Kansas City, Kansas roots. Born in 1911 at 3344 Olive on the Missouri side of Kansas City, Harlow did most of her growing up in KCK. Several Kansas City, Kansas residents remember her well.
 
Bernadine (Martin) Pretz lived across the street from Harlow’s grandmother, whose house was as 2304 N. 12th St., in KCK. On June 21, 1933, Jean Harlow had just toured the World’s Fair in Chicago, and returned to visit her grandmother. Pretz was a 9 year-old fourth grader who grabbed her two sisters and ran home to get autograph books when “Mom” Harlow, Jean’s grandmother, told them that Jean would sign them after she rested a bit.
 
“All the kids would string up and down sidewalks to get a glimpse,” said another neighborhood child witness to Harlow’s visit that day, Merle K. Arnold. Merle’s wife, Marguerite, then also a neighbor, describes the house as a “big Victorian house.” She said Jean’s grandfather, S.D. Harlow, made a lucrative living selling real estate. It was a hot June day that Bernadine and Merle would never forget. In fact, they have pictures to refresh their memories. (See one of them at right.) Bernadine’s uncle was Kansas City Star reporter John Martin, and he made sure a cameraman was present when Harlow emerged. It was a pretty grand entrance, captured on film.
 
“She came out wearing a white chiffon negligee with silver T-strapped high heels, no hose, and red nails,” Pretz said.
 
Arnold will never forget the silver aura either. “Sit behind me on the step,” Harlow told the boy, as Pretz and her sisters flanked them. Copies of the picture, forever 8×10 glossies, are still displayed in both the Pretz and Arnold homes. The original photo ran in The Kansas City Star. Arnold still remembers getting to ride in Harlow’s car.
 
While Marguerite Arnold did not get to pose with Harlow, she talks fondly of going into the grandmother’s house every Halloween wherein Mom Harlow would give cookies and things to the kids. Ever present, she said, was the full-sized color portrait propped up in the dining room.
 
Bernadine, wife of KCK physician Dr. Jim Pretz, points out that “Jean’s first name was originally Harlow, but her parents, the Carpenters, thought it too masculine, so it was changed to Harlean.” Later, she said, her last name was changed to Harlow, a reference to both her original first name and her grandparents’ last name. As for the grandmother, “Mrs. Harlow lived in Bonner Springs, Ks.,” said Pretz, “but when her husband died, she moved to KCK.’
 
Mabel Van Hooser never met the Harlows, but recalls seeing the houses on both Olive and 12th Street. She also has collected Jean Harlow press clippings from 60+ years ago.
 
A written remembrance escaped from Bernadine Pretz after she left her lifelong autograph book out for friends to peruse at a gathering years ago. “After everyone left, I noticed that several pages of autographs had been torn out.” Among them was the 1933 Harlow signature. A Jean Harlow autograph fetches over two thousand dollars these days.
 
Although the Missouri-based Kansas City Star covered Harlow’s 1933 visit to KCK, The local Kansas City Kansan newspaper decided not to do so. According to Pretz’s Uncle John, the Star reporter, “The Kansan newspaper did not want anything to do with Jean Harlow because they didn’t like the image she projected.”
 
That bad girl image–sexy, sharp tongued and tough–has sustained Jean Harlow’s star status since her 1937 death at 26 of uremic poisoning.
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Enjoy this clip of Hollywood’s original platinum blonde Jean Harlow, with Clark Gable in 1932’s RED DUST: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HAO2NVqz8a4
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