Crum on Showbiz

By Steve Crum

Whether or not one is a fan of either cars or car racing has little bearing on enjoying the factually based Ford v Ferrari. It is arguably the best movie about auto racing ever produced. FvF is that good, that compelling. (And I am neither a car nor car racing devotee.) 

Pistons and torques aside, FvF is really about friendship, love, trust, and risk. It is a balancing act superbly orchestrated by director James Mangold (Cop Land; Logan), and his screen scribes Jez Butterworth, John-Henry Butterworth, and Jason Keller.

Heading a pretty stellar cast are Matt Damon and Christian Bale. The actors are solid and the car racing sequences should garner Oscar noms for cinematography (Phedon Papamichael) and editing (Michael McCusker, Andrew Buckland). 

The story, set in 1963-66, focuses on car racing legends Carroll Shelby (Damon) and Ken Miles (Bale), who soon team to design and build a race car (for the Ford Motor Co.) that will surpass any offered by the seemingly unbeatable Italian Ferrari. This ultimately leads to the history making 1966 make-or-break (or brake) challenge at the grueling 24-hour Le Mans race in France. Specifically, it was the just developed Ford GT40 that faced Ferrari’s best. (No spoiler here about who wins.) 

The tender heart of FvF involves the human relationships between Shelby and Miles; Miles and his wife Mollie (played by Caitriona Balfe); and son Peter (Noah Jupe). Jupe, by the way, is terrific. 

All this contrasts with some really dictatorial corporation heads, Henry Ford II (Tracy Letts) and Enzo Ferrari (Remo Girone). It is their rivalry that leads to the ultimate showdown in France. 

In fine support are Josh Lucas as Leo Beebe, a Ford exec, and Jon Bernthal’s Lee Iacocca, VP of Ford. Worthy of mention is Marco Beltrami’s racing score, which keeps one on edge with a modified heartbeat—seemingly pacing the track. 

As a casual driver who dislikes driving at night, the scenes of cars barreling along at 200+ mph during the grueling Le Mans in near pitch black, overnight conditions hit me like a shock horror flick. Make that Fear v Ferrari.   

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GRADE, On A to F Scale: A

By Steve Crum

The central character in the biographical Harriet is Araminta “Minty” Ross (1822-1913), far better known then and today as Harriet Tubman. She is extraordinary, this movie far less so. And that is a shame, since Tubman’s exploits deserve more than just a mostly dry telling. For example, the 125 minutes certainly adhere to the facts of her enslavement since birth in Maryland, followed by her escape north to safety in Philadelphia, and then repeatedly returning (13 times) to her Maryland roots to free relatives and friends. 

However, it is unfortunate that director/co-screenwriter Kasi Lemmons (Talk to Me) fails to give Harriet and her story anything more than a one-dimensional treatment. The film looks and feels more like a well done History Channel reenactment. The facts are solid, but the emotional impact is lacking.

The story itself (co-written by Lemmons and Gregory Allen Howard—based on his story) focuses on Harriet (Cynthia Erivo) when she is in her early 20s, and living as a slave on a plantation in Dorchester County, Maryland. She falls in love with and marries John Tubman (Zackary Momoh), who is enslaved at the same location. When the stern “master” plans to sell her to another slave owner, she immediately makes plans to escape, and then travel north via an “underground railroad” to the free state of Pennsylvania. Through drive and good luck, Harriet eludes her owner’s tracking dogs and posse. 

Noteworthy is the fact that Harriet’s faith in God is demonstrated throughout her escape. Even with bloodhounds baying in the near distance, Harriet would often drop to her knees in the forrest, and engage in prayer—asking for guidance in deciding which way to run for safety. The film portrays this as trance-like behavior. God would tell her to either go right or left, according to the movie. 

This is a good time to interject that when Tubman was a child, she suffered a severe head injury when an overseer threw a heavy weight at another slave, hitting her instead. Harriet later said, “It broke my skull.” Historical accounts report that Tubman had painful headaches and seizures the rest of her life. 

All this might be due to her bouts of dropping to pray at various stressful times in her life, occurrences that Tubman attributed to hearing God’s call. Incidentally, the film references her injury (though not in detail), and infers it affected her anti-slavery actions for the rest of her life. This is because Tubman herself thought her head pains guided her on the righteous path to free slaves by God.  

Once with anti-slavers in Philadelphia, Tubman is aided by William Still (Leslie Odom Jr.), an abolitionist/writer. He is so inspirational that Harriet decides to return to her Southern homestead to rescue her husband and bring him back to Philly. He has remarried, thinking Harriet was surely dead. Then he refuses to go with her. Harriet finds others to rescue (like her parents and siblings), a trek repeated over a dozen times. 

Note: The movie indicates that Harriet changed her first name from Araminta after meeting Still. In fact, she changed it to Harriet soon after marrying John. It is no big historical deal, really. Just chalk it up to poetic license. 

In Philadelphia, Harriet befriends Marie Buchanon (Janelle Monáe), a boarding house proprietor. 

Harriet’s ongoing rescues ratchet up the intensity to capture her. Her former owner, Gideon Brodess (Joe Alwyn) employs professional slave catchers to tighten the search. It soon becomes a deadly match between Tubman and Brodess, which occupies about 3/4 of the film’s running time. It was during this period that Harriet was appropriately nicknamed “Moses.” 

There is a brief narrated scene toward the finale which depicts “Moses” leading an armed assault during the Civil War, in which 750 slaves were rescued. Yes, Harriet always carried a loaded pistol, and used it when necessary. Omitted from the screenplay is Tubman’s memorable anti-slavery work with abolitionist John Brown. (That would have made a movie unto itself.) 

There were many other valiant episodes in Harriet Tubman’s life unmentioned in Harriet, but it would take a mini-series or 5-hour movie to cover it all. That said, the Harriet Tubman story would have fared better as a Ken Burns documentary than as a Kasi Lemmons fictional biography. 

Then again, with the former we would be missing some fine work by Cynthia Erivo. 

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GRADE, On A to F Scale: C+

By Steve Crum

First things first, ladies and gentlemen. Of course, Renée Zellweger does not sing as well as Judy Garland. But wow, Zellweger does the great Garland proud! In Judy, Zellweger captures Judy Garland’s persona and—surprisingly—her voice and performance demeanor. She is enough like Judy to convince this longtime Garland fan. 

Believe me, I dreaded seeing this movie ever since I heard it was being made. And with Renée Zellweger as Judy Garland, God forbid. Not to worry. All is very OK, even though Garland’s daughter, Liza Minnelli, reportedly does not endorse it. (She is briefly portrayed in it, however, by Gemma-Leah Devereux.) Director Rupert Goold, predominantly a director of British stage dramas, handles this film quite well.

For the most part, movie biographies are anti-climactic. The life of the person depicted is usually public knowledge. Judy is no exception, so it is unsurprising full of pathos and tragedy. It should be no spoiler that Garland’s life ended at age 47 on June 22, 1969 in London, where she was performing a five-week run of concerts. Shortly before, she married her fifth husband, promoter/lounge singer Mickey Deans (Finn Wittrock). It is depicted in the movie. 

Although Judy focuses on her final weeks, there are numerous flashbacks to her MGM days, beginning with the most famous Garland movie of them all, The Wizard of Oz. Darci Shaw plays the young Judy, as she is confronted on the set by MGM’s studio head, Louis B. Mayer (Richard Cordery). His “fatherly” private conversations with her are depicted throughout Judy, each time getting more despotic and terrifying. Mayer is shown to be an absolute thug spewing out threats and insults designed for Judy’s pushing herself way past any human’s limit, let alone a child’s. It is child abuse to the max, including his orders forcing her to take drugs to keep her awake and drugs to make her sleep. As shown in the film, those bad habits and resulting instabilities were still Judy’s inner demons by 1969. 

Later in life, Judy loses custody of her younger kids to ex-husband Sid Luft (Rufus Sewell) because of lack of income and home—taken by taxes and poor management. Her London engagement was hoped to be a positive turning point. 

So the movie Judy goes, accentuated by Zellweger’s realistic take on Garland’s mood swings, drinking, and drugging. It was peaks and valleys on stage and off. 

Noteworthy is the fine work of Jessie Buckley as Judy’s exasperated yet sensitive personal assistant while in London.

Of the half dozen Garland songs sung by Zellweger, her performance of Come Rain or Come Shine is pretty fantastic, a real salute to Judy. 

Zellweger, who undoubtedly will be Oscar nominated for her stellar work, has the advantage of falling short of Judy Garland’s 1940s-‘50s voice quality…but pretty much equaling the final days of the diva’s voice in the late 1960s. By then, Garland’s sound was rough edged, the vibrato weaker. Singing and those familiar Zellweger mouth puckers aside, Renée’s acting is terrific. 

Regarding Tom Edge’s screenplay (based on Peter Quilter’s book, End of the Rainbow), the film falls way short of displaying the witty Judy Garland’s sharp sense of humor.

If nothing else, seeing Judy will trigger Garland fans to get out the old CDs and revisit those Capitol and Decca recordings…like her 1961 Carnegie Hall concert, for starters. 

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GRADE, On A to F Scale: A-

By Steve Crum

The apt title of the spectacular outer space film opening today, Ad Astra, means “to the stars” in Latin. Indeed, the journey takes us there and further. Directed and co-written by James Gray (The Lost City of Z), Ad Astra’s slowly paced 124 minutes follow astronaut Roy McBride (Brad Pitt) from the earth to the moon and beyond…to find his father and save the universe. 

Gray has described his work as “the most realistic depiction of space travel that’s been put in a movie,” and he nearly achieves that goal. Let us just say that his creation is much closer to 2001: A Space Odyssey than Star Wars. While Ad Astra lacks 2001’s Strauss music on its soundtrack, the atmospheric electronic score by Max Richter is an appropriately welcome touch.

However, Gray was essentially referring to the feeling of isolation and the introspection of an astronaut, in this case provided in frequent narration by Pitt’s Major McBride. In that sense, Gray has at topped 2001’s Dr. David Bowman (Keir Dullea), whose lone astronaut never shares his thoughts. (And we could have used some of Bowman’s explanation during 2001’s surreal finale.)

McBride’s thoughts are shared with us during a galactic journey forced upon him by his superiors to helm an emergency mission. Jarring power surges are being felt on earth, and scientists fear they will increase with catastrophic results. They have pinpointed Neptune as culprit central. It appears that McBride’s supposedly dead father, Clifford (Tommy Lee Jones), is not only living but responsible for the problem. 

Accompanying the younger McBride is Col. Pruitt, well played in a brief turn by Donald Sutherland. 

Before and after the trip, McBride’s commentary centers on being estranged from his wife (Liv Tyler), reactions to frequent psychological testing, and memories of his father. 

The mundane aspects of space travel are definitely shown, but thankfully broken with some action— space monkeys and moon pirates included. During both sequences, I thought the movie was veering into Alien and Buck Rogers territory. Of course, that would have impeded on Gray’s goal of depicting realism in outer space. (So space monkeys and moon pirates are realistic?) 

Visually, Ad Astra is a stunner, digital effects and cinematography included. (See it in IMAX if possible.) But the acting is impressive as well. Brad Pitt is on screen most of the time, appearing both unnerved and determined. Thankfully, McBride’s psychological testing requires those attributes. 

Will the son suffer the sins of his father? Climb on board to find out.   

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GRADE, On A to F Scale: B-

Published in The Kansan City Kansan April 21, 2004, my weekly column focused on the great talk show host/comedian Jack Paar (1918-2004). By the way, the DVD set mentioned is still available at around $20.

By Steve Crum

There was a time before Letterman, Leno, and even Johnny Carson when Jack Paar dominated late night TV. A favorite question of those days, often repeated by Paar himself, was “What is Jack Paar really like?” 

Since he was known for sincerity and frequently shedding tears on camera, the question was of course unnecessary. Jack Paar was who we saw five nights a week for 90 minutes per. He remains the most revealing, fascinating, what you see is what you get personality in show business history.

A three-disk DVD set, The Jack Paar Collection (Shout Video, approximately $30) is sublime nostalgia for former Paar addicts like myself, and surely an appetitive-wetting sampling for young talk show and TV history enthusiasts who missed Parr’s far too brief career. Whereas Johnny Carson retired after 30 years at The Tonight Show helm, Paar called it quits after five. His choice. Tired of the daily grind, Paar then hosted a popular one hour Friday evening variety-talk show for the next three years. 

With little fanfare (his choice again), he retired to spend more time with his beloved wife Miriam and daughter Randy. Anyone who watched the Paar show knows these names since Jack often talked of them.

Paar certainly talks family on this nicely packaged DVD set, and he talks showbiz, too. Big time. Paar attracted THE stars of his time, including politicians (Richard Nixon, Fidel Castro, JFK, and RFK); movie stars (Bette Davis, Judy Garland, Richard Burton); sports celebs (Cassius Clay before he was Muhammad Ali); authors (Alexander King, Jack Douglas); and comedians. Bill Cosby’s career was launched on Parr’s program, and Jonathan Winters and Woody Allen certainly benefited from their appearances.

All the above are featured during a boggling six hours, 40 minutes covering the themed disks: “The Best of Jack Paar,” a PBS documentary; “Complete Interviews” + “Jack’s Favorite Monologues”; and finally three complete hour-long episodes. Some highlights:

•During a choice interview with Richard Burton in which he reminisces about Sir Winston Churchill, a DVD feature enables one to click on a detour clip of Burton performing Hamlet on Broadway.

•Vaughn Meader impersonates John F. Kennedy in a cut from his best selling First Family record album.

•Judy Garland is hilarious joking about Marlene Dietrich, and sings two show stopping numbers. 

•Jack interviews the new Cuban leader Fidel Castro in Havana.

•Cassius Clay recites poetry to Liberace’s piano accompaniment. 

•Robert Kennedy speaks publicly for the first time since his brother’s assassination,. 

•A very young Bill Cosby does his classic sketch “Noah!”

•Jack walks off The Tonight Show after his “water closet” joke is censored.

•Senator John F. Kennedy speaks as a presidential candidate.

•Jack fights a bull in Mexico with Cliff “Charley Weaver” Arquette. 

•Former announcer Hugh Downs and The Smothers Brothers recall the Paar years.

•Hear Jack’s catchphrase, “I kid you not.”

Picture quality is very good overall, considering the age and rarity of the material. All footage is in black and white. Sound is monaural and quite clear. It is a shame the original 1957-62 Paar Tonight Show years are unavailable. These were pre-videotape times when the shows were performed live.—except for Kinescoping. Footage for this set is mainly  from Parr’s 1962-65 weekly show, the earliest days of videotaping. 

Jack Paar did not stay retired for long after 1965. In 1973, he was lured back by ABC to host a talk show opposite none other than Johnny Carson, who had replaced him at NBC. Even with the old Paar charm and wit, and returning veteran guests like Genevieve and former regular guest Peggy Cast as his announcer, the show folded after a few weeks. Paar “came back” for two specials in the 1980s. His fourth nonfiction book, P.S. Jack Paar, was published in 1983. Then it was truly retirement to his home in Connecticut. 

Paar’s career began in the Army when as a sergeant, he entertained fellow soldiers with monologues. Jack Benny was so impressed he offered Paar a radio job after military duty. Paar took Benny’s offer. That led to more radio shows, and a brief movie career that included 1951’s forgettable Love Nest, co-starring Marilyn Monroe. Quiz show hosting and a CBS morning variety show followed. Then came The Tonight Show gig. 

In 1998, Paar had triple-bypass surgery complicated by an embolism. In March of last year, he suffered a mild stroke. During the years before his Jan. 27, 2004 death, Paar enjoyed friends and family. He loved painting miniature replicas of classic paintings.

“I’m complicated, sentimental, lovable, honest, loyal, decent, generous, likable, and lonely,” Paar once said. “My personality is not split, it’s shredded.” Enjoy the complicated genius of Jack Paar with this superb DVD collection.

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