Before
we move on to this week's story, let me wish you all happy holidays! Whatever
your religion or personal belief, may you be always surrounded by people that
you love and who love you, and may you be healthy enough and sane enough to
enjoy the all the pleasures of life! Now, let's get on with it!
1974
was a glorious year for the Oscars: it had its fair share of great movies and
great performances. Oscar eligible and nominated songs: not so much.
Such
a gathering of film & TV stars of the past, present, and future, probably
never before existed in such a concentrated form. Lumet's adaptation of Agatha
Christie's Murder on the Orient Express had the strongest cast: led by Albert
Finney in the role of Poirot, it included such luminaries as Ingrid Bergman,
Sean Connery, Vanessa Redgrave, Lauren Bacall, Anthony Perkins, Richard
Widmark, John Gielgud, Wendy Hiller, Rachel Roberts, Jacqueline Bisset, Michael
York, Martin Balsam and Jean-Pierre Cassel. It was a smash hit and was the
beginning of many star-studded Agatha Christie adaptations. The film's score by
Richard Rodney Bennett also stood out:
Close
behind in star power was perhaps the best disaster epic, the skyscraper on fire
themed The Towering Inferno. Led by three of the hottest stars of the era, Paul
Newman, Steve McQueen, and Faye Dunaway, and supported by old Hollywood stars
like William Holden, Fred Astaire and Jennifer Jones, as well as TV stars like
Richard Chamberlain, Robert Wagner, Robert Vaughn and Susan Blakely, as well as
football star O.J. Simpson, the film burned a glorious trail at the box-office.
The score was composed by a musician who was on the right path to the top: John
Williams.
Runner-up
at the box-office was another disaster epic called Earthquake, which featured a
gimmick called Sensurround, which made
the theater tremble and shake to simulate an actual earthquake. It too
had its fair share of stars, including Charlton Heston, Ava Gardner, George
Kennedy, Lorne Greene, Geneviève Bujold, Richard Roundtree, Barry Sullivan, Lloyd
Nolan, Victoria Principal, and Walter Matthau.
Francis
Ford Coppola had his fingers in many pies in 1974: his most famous endeavor,
the sequel to his critical and box-office smash The Godfather: part II had a
different kind of star power: lots of stars in their formative years, like Al
Pacino, Robert De Niro, Robert Duvall, Diane Keaton, John Cazale; Coppola's
relatives like sister Talia Shire and father Carmine Coppola who was given a
co-composer's credit along with the great Nino Rota; also casting oddities,
like former teen idol Troy Donahue; B-movie producer Roger Corman; playwright
Michael V. Gazzo; and Actors Studio guru Lee Strasberg. The film, although a
sequel, garnered as much critical praise as the original and was a box office
hit. Here's part of the great soundtrack:
Another
Coppola endeavor was a film that was based on a screenplay he wrote back in
1969 about wiretapping - an activity recently popularized by the Nixon
administration with Watergate and all. The Conversation, which starred Gene
Hackman, won the Palme D'Or in the Cannes Film Festival and earned rave
reviews, but was a box office failure. Coppola blamed the awkward distribution
of the film.
Coppola's
third film was a screenplay-writing assignment for a new edition of The Great
Gatsby. The film, directed by Jack Clayton and starring Robert Redford, Mia
Farrow, Bruce Dern, Karen Black, and Sam Waterston was hyped to death for more
than a year before its release, but the end result left most people
unsatisfied: the reviews were mixed to negative, and the box office was so-so.
The soundtrack however, supervised and conducted by Nelson Riddle, was
generally liked.
Robert
Evans, who produced The Great Gatsby for Paramount, had recently lost his wife,
Ali MacGraw, to Steve McQueen, after costarring with him in a movie that Evans
urged her to make for her career's sake. Dissatisfied with his financial
compensation and desiring to produce films under his own banner, Evans struck a
deal with Paramount that enabled him to stay on as studio head while also
working as an independent producer. The first movie he produced was Chinatown.
Directed by Roman Polanski and starring two of the brightest stars of the era,
Jack Nicholson and Faye Dunaway in their finest moment, as well as director
John Huston as a memorable bad guy, the film revived the genre of Film Noir. It
was successful and would become very influential in the history of cinema. Jerry
Goldsmith's score was part of its charm:
A
couple of years earlier Coppola won the Best Picture Oscar for The Godfather,
but lost out for Best Director to Bob Fosse and his superlative work in
Cabaret. (What a dilemma, between two masterpieces!) This year, Fosse was back
again to challenge Coppola for the crown: this time it wasn't with a musical,
but with a biopic; Lenny was about controversial comedian Lenny Bruce and it
starred Dustin Hoffman and Valerie Perrine. The film had excellent reviews and
was considered a contender.
It
wasn't only Coppola who liked to work with family and friends; John Cassavetes
did too. His latest drama, A Woman Under the Influence, starred his wife Gena
Rowlands and his best buddy, Peter Falk, who helped fund the film so that
Cassavetes would have final cut control rather than the studio. A harrowing
tale of a working class housewife's descent to madness was elevated to high art
by Cassavetes' true to life direction and Rowlands' majestic performance - she
was the best in a year of so many excellent performances.
Another
arthouse film was last year's Foreign Oscar winner: Day For Night (La Nuit Américaine)
by French auteur François Truffaut, starring Jacqueline Bisset, Valentina
Cortese, Jean-Pierre Aumont, and Jean-Pierre Léaud. The film within a film had
had a regular run in the US, so it was now eligible for the other Oscars as
well.
Since
Scorsese's muse, De Niro, was otherwise occupied with Coppola, Scorsese decided
to work with Ellen Burstyn, Kris Kristofferson, Diane Ladd, Harvey Keitel, and Jodie
Foster in a road movie called Alice Doesn't Live Here Anymore. The movie
received good reviews and had a decent commercial run.
The
Nominations
The
Godfather: part II led the pack with eleven nominations, including Best
Picture, Best Director, Best Actor for Pacino, Best Supporting Actress for Talia
Shire, and not one but three Best Supporting Actor nominees; De Niro, Gazzo,
and Strasberg.
Chinatown
was close behind with ten, including Best Picture, Best Director, Best Actor
for Nicholson, and Best Actress for Dunaway, while The Towering Inferno had
eight, including Best Picture, and Best Supporting Actor for Fred Astaire.
Lenny
had six, including Best Picture, Best Director, Best Actor for Hoffman, and Best
Actress for Perrine. Murder on the Orient Express also had six, including Best
Actor for Finney, and Best Supporting Actress for Ingrid Bergman. Earthquake
had five technical nominations, while with three nominations each were: The
Conversation (including Best Picture), Alice Doesn't Live Here Anymore (including
Best Actress for Burstyn and Best Supporting Actress for Ladd), Mel Brooks'
comedy Blazing Saddles (including Best Supporting Actress for Madeline Kahn),
and Day For Night (including Best Director and Best Supporting Actress for
Cortese).
A
Woman Under the Influence had two, for Director, and Best Actress for Rowlands.
The Great Gatsby also had two, for Best Costumes and for Original Song Score
and/or Adaptation. In this category, it was competing against The Little
Prince, a musical adaptation of the classic children's book (nominees:
Alan Jay Lerner, Frederick Loewe, Angela Morley, Douglas Gamley). Here's I Never Met A
Rose:
The
third nominee was a Rock musical by Brian De Palma that would soon achieve cult
status: Phantom of the Paradise (nominees: Paul
Williams, George Aliceson Tipton).
The
Best Original Dramatic Score nominees
were: The Godfather: part II, Chinatown, Murder on the Orient Express, The
Towering Inferno, and a little horror movie called Shanks, about a mute
puppeteer who controls dead bodies like puppets. The score
was composed by an outstanding master of the craft, Alex North, who to this day
has the unwanted record of having the most Oscar nominations (15), without ever
winning the award itself. Here's Shanks:
What
about the five songs? Not a very interesting bunch, I'm afraid. One nominee was
from The Towering Inferno: We May Never Love Like This Again, music and lyrics:
Joel Hirschhorn & Al Kasha.
It
was the same duo of composers who won two years earlier for The Morning After
(from The Poseidon Adventure). This was quite similar, but not as good.
The
Little Prince had the song of the same title in the top five (music: Frederick
Lowe • lyrics: Alan Jay Lerner):
There
was also the same-titled song from Blazing Saddles (music: John Morris •
lyrics: Mel Brooks):
The
perfect film for dog lovers, Benji, had Benji's Theme (I Feel Love) (music:
Euel Box • lyrics: Betty Box):
Finally,
an adventure set in South Africa and starring Roger Moore called Gold had Wherever
Love Takes Me (music: Elmer Bernstein • lyrics: Don Black):
If
I were forced to choose, I would choose the latter. There was an eligible song,
however, that was better than these, but failed to get nominated: from a
charming little film called Claudine, which managed to earn a Best Actress
nomination for Diahann Carroll. The song was On and On and was written by
Curtis Mayfield:
The
Awards
The
award ceremony had its fair share of controversy: Best Documentary Feature
winner was Hearts And Minds, an examination of the conflicting attitudes of the
opponents of the Vietnam War. When coproducer Peter Davis went to collect the
award, he read a (concilliatory) message from the delegation for the Viet Kong
at the Paris peace talks. That threw one of the presenters, Bob Hope, in a
tizzy. He demanded (backstage) that another presenter, Frank Sinatra, would
read a note of reprimand that Hope had quickly drafted. Yet another presenter,
Shirley MacLaine, was dead set against it. It appears that what was happenning
backstage was much more interesting than what was happening onstage. Sinatra,
did read the reprimand, which caused half the audience to cheer and the rest to
boo. Most of the press reprimanded Hope and Sinatra.
Otherwise,
The Godfather: part II was the big winner of the night with six awards,
including Best Picture, Best Director, Best Adapted Screenplay, Best Art
Direction, Best Original Dramatic Score,
and Best Supporting Actor for absentee Robert De Niro, who defeated his
two co-stars in The Godfather: part II, sentimental favorite Fred Astaire and
Jeff Bridges, who spent much of Thunderbolt And Lightfoot dressed as a woman,
and clearly had the hots for Clint Eastwood's Thunderbolt. This was the first
successful film by Michael Cimino.
Chinatown
only managed one win, Best Original Screenplay. Lenny, The Conversation, and A
Woman Under the Influence walked away empty handed. On the other hand, The
Great Gatsby went two for two, winning for Best Costumes and for Original Song
Score and/or Adaptation.
Ingrid
Bergman won Best Supporting Actress for Murder on the Orient Express: in her
speech she said that Valentina Cortese deserved to win. Best Foreign Film went
to Federico Fellini's wonderful Amarcord.
The
Towering Inferno ended up with three awards: Best Cinematography, Best Editing
and Best Song. Earthquake got Best Sound and Visual F/X (Special Achievement).
It
was third time lucky for Ellen Burstyn: she won as Best Actress for Alice
Doesn't Live Here Anymore. Burstyn was so sure that she wouldn't win, that she
decided to stay in New York, where she was appearing on Broadway, rather than
attend the ceremony. Scorsese accepted the award for her.
The
biggest surprise of all was the winner of the Best Actor race: against such
prestigious names such as Pacino, Nicholson, Hoffman, and Finney, the winner
was Art Carney, a TV actor (The Honeymooners), practically unknown outside the
US, for Harry And Tonto, a "small" film, a road movie by Paul
Mazursky about an old widower travelling with his cat. This sounds
preposterous, but there is an explanation: during the voting period, Dustin
Hoffman declared that "The Academy Awards are obscene, dirty... no better than a beauty contest."
Al
Pacino had said: "I'm the same now as I've always been - sort of a
recluse. People resent me for remaining myself when they think I should be
acting like a superstar. I never wanted to be an actor and I don't particularly
enjoy it. I have to act. There just isn't anything else for me." Albert
Finney made it a point to ignore the Oscars: he never appeared in any of the
five times that he was nominated.
It
seems that the Academy, which saw George C. Scott refusing to accept his Oscar
four years earlier and Marlon Brando who two years earlier had sent Sacheen
Littlefeather to pick his award up with a speech against the treatment of
American Indians by the film industry, had learned its lesson: they wouldn't
award anybody who wouldn't appreciate the honor. That left Nicholson and
Carney. Nicholson had to share the vote of younger and more progressive members
with Pacino and Hoffman, while Carney got all the older/conservative members'
vote. So he won. They would make up for it to Nicholson in the following year;
To Hoffman, four years later; To Pacino in the early 90s; Finney is still
waiting...
Best Song nominees - 1974. Ugh, what a crapfest. What the hell happened in the world of songwriting that what once used to be a breeding ground for future classics became a sorry pit of mediocrity? Why they just didn't retire the category is a puzzlement.
ReplyDeleteThere are a handful of films I can watch over and over just for the sheer enjoyment and Alice Doesn't Live Here Anymore is one of them. I love this movie, love Ellen Burstyn's luminous performance, Alfred Lutter's weird (as Jody Foster's character labels him) Tommy, Harvey Keitel's sexy and menacing abusive philanderer and Diane Lane's funny and foul-mouthed Flo. And if for no other reason, I became aware of Mott The Hoople's All The Way To Memphis. Winning!
Because of the nature of the day, I'm a little late in joining the conversation, recordman and afhi. First of all, festive greetings to both.
DeleteRM, I too loved Alice Doesn't Live Here Anymore. I knew and loved All the Way to Memphis from the time it entered the BBC Top 20: I especially liked the line of the black musician shaming the white musician for the way he treats his guitar.
At some point or other, in the 1970s, soundtracks were taken over by existing songs that were used to produce instant atmosphere. Witness "American Graffiti," of the previous year. They might have been more expensive to use, but they were a shortcut to nostalgia, and most everyone seemed to be happy with this development. Of course, original music continued to be written, and I was particularly taken by the song "Old Souls," from "Phantom of the Paradise." Jessica Harper's reading of Paul Williams' song was masterful. Why wasn't it nominated? Of course, in a couple of years, Williams would be considered mainstream enough to take home the Oscar for "Evergreen." It probably helped that it was co-written by La Streisand. I agree with Recordman, bh the way, that "All the Way to Memphis" was a great moment in "Alice"--in fact, for my money, it's the best thing about the movie!
ReplyDeleteAFHI, that's a very reasonable explanation. I think it's probably true. I was amiss for not including Old Souls in the list of the songs that could've been nominated. It's certainly much better than the ones who were.
DeleteHere's a pretty good made-for-film theme (1973) by Yvonne Elliman. It was featured over the closing credits of Burt Lancaster's "The Midnight Man" and is called "Come on Back Where You Belong" - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kQqtY1iWPIs
ReplyDeleteAfhi, I had seen The Midnight Man when I was in my early teens and never since then. I must admit that I don't remember the song at all. Thanks for the link, I'll check it out.
DeleteI agree Ahfi, Old Souls is a great song. I watched this film many times in the 70s on HBO and liked this sequence among many others. It even made my own personal Top 40 chart in '75. Yes, I compiled my own chart for over 20 years starting in '68. I grew disenchanted with pop music sometime in the early 90s and never picked it up again.
ReplyDeleteRM, I too had my personal list of sorts: I was grading every song that would enter the UK Top 20 on a scale of 1 to 20. I started in the early 70s and I stopped in the 80s, not because of music going bad, but because I was in love and there was no time for it. :)
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