From Who the Hell’s in It: Conversations with Hollywood’s Legendary Actors, by Peter Bogdonavich:
More than forty years have passed since Marilyn’s mysterious death, but her legend and persona have survived. This is all the more remarkable because she actually made very few films, and even fewer that were any good. But there was a reality to her artifice — she believed in the characters she played, even if they were inherently unbelievable. “Everything she did,” [Arthur] Miller said to me, “she played realistically. I don’t think she knew any other way to play anything — only to tell you the truth. She was always psychologically committed to that person as a person, no matter what the hell it was, rather than a stock figure. Because the parts she got could easily have been stock figures, which had no other dimension. But she wouldn’t have known how to do that. In other words, she did not have the usual technique for doing something as a stock figure … She was even that way when [director] John Huston used her the first time [in a memorable walk-on bit] in The Asphalt Jungle [1950].”
This went for every picture she did in her surprisingly, painfully short career as a star, barely a decade, little more than a dozen pictures. Though she managed to work with quite a number of major directors, it was not necessarily always in their best efforts; but still they were Fritz Lang, Howard Hawks (twice), Otto Preminger, Billy Wilder (twice), George Cukor (twice, if you count her last unfinished one), John Huston (twice), Laurence Olivier, Joshua Logan, and Joseph L. Mankiewicz (bit part in 1950’s classic All About Eve). In my conversation with Miller, he said, “I thought she had the potential for being a great performer if she were given the right stuff to do. And if you look at the stuff she did do, it’s amazing that she created any impression at all because most of it was very primitive. And the fact that people remember these parts from these films is amazing … She was committed to these parts as though they were real people, not cardboard cutouts. Even though the director and author and the rest might have thought they were cutouts and would deal with them that way. The way the two men [Tony Curtis, Jack Lemmon] in Some Like It Hot felt with their parts, or George Raft with his part. She was real. And therefore she had the potential of being a great comedienne.” (Norman Mailer, in his book on Monroe — he never met her — wrote that starting with 1953’s Gentlemen Prefer Blondes, she was a great comedienne.)
I love that: “There was a reality to her artifice.”
Amazing.
I agree with you, Sheila: Marilyn is almost too rich and deep to mine for a blog post, but these snippets are fabulous. The images, too, are great! It’s so wonderful to see pics different from the iconographic four or five that are constantly recycled.
She touches me in a way that I don’t think anyone else ever could. Heavy sigh.
stevie – Yeah, I had to dig pretty deep to find some different images.
The photographs that Sam Shaw took of her are my favorites – I haven’t posted any of those – but if you Google him and look through his archive, you’ll see what I mean.
He took one photograph of her dancing barefoot in the grass under a huge overarching tree – you can’t see her face – but she’s leaping around – and she’s wearing a sundress – not overly sexy – just a plain full-skirted 1950s-esque sundress – and she’s practically in a blur, because she’s dancing … It’s a gorgeous photograph. Poetic. I have it on my wall.
Shaw also took my favorite photo of Marilyn ever – the second one in this post – her leaning out the balcony, wearing a terricloth robe:
http://www.sheilaomalley.com/archives/005330.html
He saw her differently than other photographers did … He photographed that childlike side of her.
Shiela – thanks for directing me to Sam Shaw’s photos. Wow! The whole series of Marilyn under that tree is wonderful. She epitomizes carefree – and the fertility of the earth. A young Mother Earth. Fresh and fecund. Gorgeous.