Deanna Durbin, my cinema ghost
December 4, 2021 was the 100th anniversary of Deanna Durbin’s birth. It is difficult for me to imagine the number 100 attached to Deanna Durbin. In my memory, she is always only just a little bit older than me, and always existing in the very same moment as I.
See, Deanna Durbin is my cinema ghost. Call it a parasocial phenomena, but she was a tangible presence in my childhood. A permanent fixture floating around the edges and spurring me to be just a little more indomitable.
The first film I ever truly remember the experience of watching was Three Smart Girls (1936). I was probably four or five. It was a library VHS and I distinctly remember where I was sitting on the floor watching it–absolutely transfixed by the sheer energy of Deanna Durbin. I was lost.
The closest library branch to my rural childhood home was about a thirty-minute drive away; and I cannot overstate how small this library is in square footage, yet on any given trip, you could find six or seven Deanna Durbin films on VHS. The spines all lined up next to each other with the titles and a signatory Deanna swirling making it clear. Other branches in the system had other titles and the librarians always helped me put them on hold.
I watched them all. I was a tiny little completist. I downloaded her presence into my life like it was a coding program from The Matrix. Her cinema persona was clever, resourceful, emotional, strong, a community-minded figure, usually working-class, a bit of an imp, and always holding the most secret ace in her back packet: her voice.
At some point, in every Deanna Durbin film, no one will listen to her pleas, all else will fail, she’s tried everything–and so she bursts into song. And, everyone is undone. And, everything falls into place.
That is glorious. That is an ephemeral sense of rightness that can be impossible in the world. So, we seek it out in the stories we make and the stories we drink up.
In my world, Deanna Durbin was the example and the ideal: build a loving community, wear fun clothes, talk as fast as you want, be chaotic and scheme a little bit, and when all else fails–start singing opera arias! My brothers can attest that the last one is not well-received without Deanna’s voice to match.
That never stopped me from playing a cassette of her greatest hits and loudly and defiantly singing along to the title song from Can’t Help Singing (1944). That film is a technicolor whirl that lives in my brain in its entirety.
Her entire filmography lives in my brain thus. Earlier this year, I watched Nice Girl? (1941) for the first time since I was a kid, and I was shocked to discover how much of it I remembered visually and even more how much I remembered who I was and what I was thinking and feeling when I used to watch it as a kid. How small and contained I felt, and how Deanna seemed to be on screen urging me to be open and large and unstoppable.
When I was ten, I got to stay up until midnight on New Year’s Eve for the first time ever. This event was shared with my childhood best friend, and we watched Lady on a Train (1945) for the first time and although she lives several states away from me now, we can still say to one another in passing, “It’s a pipe!” and know exactly what is meant.
When I was twelve, I finished my Deanna Durbin filmography at last by seeing Christmas Holiday (1944). I could not imagine anything more melancholy than her recording of “Spring Will Be a Little Late This Year.”
When I was fourteen, I mailed her a meandering letter of my adoration. I had written literally a dozen letters for years and never mailed them. I finally mailed this one–naturally without a self-addressed stamped envelope or anything for her to sign or anything. It felt too presumptuous. I just sent my letter off to France, and called it good. Not too many weeks later, I received this in return.
It felt entirely natural that my cinema guardian should know even fleetingly of my existence. I loved that it was a press still for His Butler’s Sister (1943), my favorite of her films. When she sings Puccini’s “Nessun dorma” as the finale and runs toward the camera as it dollys back–my heart stops every time. I remember playing it once while cleaning my apartment, and needing to stop the vacuum to weep. Human existence, amiright?
When I was nineteen, Deanna Durbin died, and I tried to write about her.
When I was twenty-four, I sat at a TCMFF screening of Three Smart Girls on 35mm, and when the film opened on her singing face, the audience erupted into applause, and I burst into tears.
I keep writing about crying over Deanna Durbin, which is horrible because she was genuinely one of the funniest performers working, and so utterly full of life. The grandiose energy is why she feels so vital. That energy is why she is constantly rediscovered and championed by audiences again and again. I am delighted every time I see someone like, “Deanna Durbin??? What the heck!”
I have tried for years to write about Deanna Durbin. I wrote posts on my teenage blog, on old movie message boards, Letterboxd films, rando tweets. I always think I can tackle my feelings and my perceptions of her and finally contain it into words that actually convey what I want to express. I thought I could do it today. Ahh hubris! I suppose I will need to return another time with more words.
I am twenty-seven now, the age she was when her final film was released. What does it mean that I am older now than my cinema ghost?
I will take comfort and joy and delight from her cinematic presence, and I will remember that stories and storytellers fill this human life with color. Our cinema ghosts stay with us.
originally published on The Classic Film Collective on 01/02/2022.
-Meg
A Robert Donat Monologue For Every Wistful Occasion
Robert Donat is the monologue god. No one can touch him when it comes to staring plaintively off into the middle distance–the weight of eternity on his shoulders. The understanding of the fragility of human life fueling his insistence to go on–to keep on living.
Robert Donat is the monologue god. No one can touch him when it comes to staring plaintively off into the middle distance–the weight of eternity on his shoulders. The understanding of the fragility of human life fueling his insistence to go on–to keep on living.
Here I have compiled a few helpful Donat monologues to help us understand our own feelings and ultimately our own humanity and the purpose of our existence (not all of them are actual monologues strictly speaking please do not @ me).
For when you’re burnt out at work, and really in that surviving not thriving mode, listen to Robert Donat in the clip in the header via Vacation from Marriage (1945) tell you about the groove being comfortable, but yikes so is the grave:
For those times when you’re isolating because of a COVID scare, or just trying to make it through the darkest days of winter, check out Robert Donat having a literal freakout in Knight Without Armour (1937):
When the call of the void is calling you, nothing for it but Donat in The Private Life of Henry VIII (1933):
When it is time to eat the idle rich, we channel Robert Donat’s impassioned impromptu campaign speech in The 39 Steps (1935). Richard Hannay is my first and truest love and inspiration:
For those times you must hold equal, yet seemingly opposing truths together in balanced tension, because life is not simple but it is always true that human beings do matter and war, violence, and empire is always senseless, Mr. Chips announcing the deaths of two people he held dear in Goodbye, Mr Chips (1939):
For when you watch a sublime film and are overcome by your sheer love for the very medium of cinema and all that it gives us each and every day, here comes Robert Donat in The Magic Box (1951) literally sobbing about it to an awestruck Laurence Olivier who will never understand like Donat does the power of film because Donat won the Best Actor Oscar in 1939 instead of Olivier and that’s because Donat feels and the world feels with him:
Robert Donat on film understood how to express loneliness and yearning in such formidable delicacy. Such a stunning presence, and such a beautiful voice to express the fears and hopes of humanity. I will never grow tire of his earnest efforts, and I will watch his films and cry thank you very much.
[Insert Donat Magic Box monologue but it is me weeping about Donat cinema monologues]
originally published on The Classic Film Collective on 03/02/2022.
-Meg
QUIZ: Who is Your Classic Film Character Summer Fling?
I love a personality quiz. When I was a kid, I lived for the quizzes in my American Girl magazines. Which kind of dog are you? What famous female athlete are you? What kind of cheese are you? It did not matter. I wanted to answer the questions, and then proudly know that I was unique. I was not like other girls. I was a border collie (as true now as it was then).
We’ve reached the highpoint of summer. Heat domes all over the place. Honestly, too much sun, if you ask me. (No thank you, sun. I’m good.) The time is right to kick back with a cold beverage and take my little quiz and learn who your perfect classic film summer fling is going to be (oooooooh)....from the 7 options I am giving you (to be frank, they were the ones top o’ my mind, and all delightful characters).
Here is how it’s going to work: as you go, write down the number of your answer to each question, and at the end, add up your answers to find your perfect partner for this season. Aka if you answer mostly 1s, then 1 is your summer fling or mostly 5s, etc. I have included an answer key at the bottom. If you’re more love ‘em and leave ‘em, then consider a ranked choice system to come up with your top three beaus!
QUESTION ONE: It’s summertime! It’s time to take a holiday. You’ve been working hard, and you deserve a break. Your ideal vacation is______.
1. Kicking it back in an Italian villa. You like to spend your time in luxury, and you are not looking to do much else but chill out. Maybe a vespa ride around the countryside or a dance here or there, but mostly you like lounging out in the sun.
2. Taking a trip on a sailboat. You don’t even mind working as crew–you just want to get out there on the waves and experience that freedom that only the open ocean can provide.
3. Staycation! You live in the big city, and you enjoy your life. There is always something new to do, or explore. You do not need to go anywhere to relax.
4. Nothing planned. You are all about spontaneity. You pick a new place to visit and just go exploring. You are sure you will find an adventure.
5. Not a family vacation! You are trying to get away from your family, not spend more time with them.
6. On a train. You love to travel by train and stop off along the way throughout the countryside and little towns. Hiking, running, scrambling over rocks–anything that gets you outside and active.
7. VACATION? Who has time for vacation? You do not. You have things to accomplish, and nothing else matters.
QUESTIONS TWO: Ahh food! There are few things better in the world than sitting down to eat your perfect meal. The food you crave most is____.
1. Italian food paired with a perfect wine.
2. Well, food does not really satisfy you in itself–but you love an experience. You have always wanted to have a real picnic!
3. This little Japanese restaurant down the street that has an incredible, authentic menu.
4. Whatever food is right in front of you! You love to feast and feast and feast. You keep snacks next to your bed–just in case–and a jar of pickles is never unwelcome.
5. A home-cooked meal from someone you love. It does not matter what it is, it is worth all your money.
6. Simple fare. Anything that is easy to find along the road. You love a sandwich.
7. FOOD? Who has time for food? You do not. You have things to accomplish, and nothing else matters.
QUESTION THREE: What is the most played song on your playlist?
1. "Mambo Italiano" by Rosemary Clooney
2. "bad guy" by Billie Eilish
3. Anything new and avant-garde.
4. "I Love It" by Icona Pop
5. "I’m On Fire" by Bruce Springsteen
6. "Run for Your Life" by The Beatles
7. You don’t listen to much music, but you love to sing. People always know you’re around when they can hear you singing.
QUESTION FOUR: What was your favorite game to play when you were a kid?
1. Musical Chairs. You love group games, dancing, and making sure everyone is having a good time.
2. Wink Murder. No one ever guessed it was you even though you drew the murderer card every time.
3. Anything you could make a bet on. You knew how to win and make money from a young age.
4. Games with rules are boring. And don’t even get you started on board games: you get tired of them easily and tend to flip the board!
5. Spin the Bottle. hehe.
6. Hide and Seek. You were always the best.
7. Clue. You are clever, patient, and determined. You always found the murderer.
QUESTION FIVE: What is your favorite animal?
1. Definitely not parakeets.
2. Sharks. You saw a group of sharks attack an injured shark once and have never forgotten the spectacular sight.
3. Anything wild and free. No domesticated cats.
4. Honey Bees. You're here for a good time, not a long time.
5. Geese. When you've found the right partner, you're in it for life.
6. Foxes. You love their cozy little hidden dens.
7. A lone wolf. You admire their ability to track and hunt.
QUESTION SIX: What is your greatest fear?
1. Not being taken seriously.
2. Not getting to see the sunrise one last time.
3. Getting trapped.
4. Being bored and/or running out of snacks.
5. Being disrespected.
6. Someone telling lies about you.
7. Not fulfilling your purpose in life.
QUESTION SEVEN: You’ve been shipwrecked and stranded on a desert island, but you managed to carry two items with you from the sinking boat that you knew you needed to survive. Those items are_____.
1. A portable two-way radio and signal flags.
2. A knife and a gun.
3. An inflatable lifeboat and a compass.
4. A pair of scissors and a large jar of pickles.
5. Flint and a first aid kit.
6. A tarp for shelter and a machete to cut open coconuts. I guess you live here now.
7. Does it matter? You’ll figure a way out.
QUESTION EIGHT: Your favorite way to interact with other people online is___.
1. You are on every app at all times and have literally thousands of devoted fans, errr, friends.
2. Twitter. It is both the source of your sickness and its only antidote.
3. LinkedIn. Professional use only. The real life is happening offline.
4. Tumblr, baby! You know how to curate!
5. Exchanging numbers with your Tinder matches and then texting for 12 hours straight.
6. Signal messaging via burner phones only please.
7. You do not really have time for this, but okay, you sometimes post cryptic yet wistful poetry on your old LiveJournal. It reminds you of a different time when you were younger and happier.
ANSWER KEY
IF YOU ANSWERED MOSTLY 1's....
Your summer fling is Lisa Fellini as played by Gina Lollobrigida in Come September (1961). You are fun and flirty and a great communicator. You love to socialize and everyone sees you as the life of the party. You know what you want and you have great boundaries. Enjoy riding that vespa around the Italian Coast with the most beautiful woman in Italy. She demands respect, honesty, and commitment–so do not mess this up!
IF YOU ANSWERED MOSTLY 2's....
Your summer fling is Elsa Bannister as played by Rita Hayworth in The Lady from Shanghai (1947). The people that know you would say that you are intense. But they also cannot look away from your allure. You are mesmerizing and totally misunderstood (but also a little evil, sorry!). Your cynicism is a good match for Elsa, and you both are not expecting more than you can offer. You and Elsa are either going to have a great summer or immediately break up. Hard to say, but it will be a wild ride while it lasts! Good luck!
IF YOU ANSWERED MOSTLY 3's....
Your summer fling is Jack Parks as played by Sidney Poitier in For Love of Ivy (1968). You are independent and reliable, and undeniably cool. You know all the best places to eat and hang out. You live in the city and you love it at every hour–day and night. Just like Jack, your community is important to you, and you work hard to make sure the people around you are taken care of each day. You and Jack are both not looking to settle down…or are you?
IF YOU ANSWERED MOSTLY 4's....
Your summer fling is Marie I and Marie II as played by Jitka Cerhová and Ivana Karbanová in Daisies (1966). You are chaotic, unpredictable, and totally vibrant! You are not big on plans and love to take each day as it comes. You deeply understand the futility of society and choose your own path of joyful nihilism. You absolutely do not like to be left alone for any amount of time, and neither do the Maries! Get ready for a summer of feasting, snacking, and decadent food fights. Grab a baguette and jump in–the milk bath temp is wonderful!
IF YOU ANSWERED MOSTLY 5's....
Your summer fling is Clara Varner and Ben Quick as played by Joanne Woodward and Paul Newman in The Long, Hot Summer (1958). You’re intense and focused, but also a hopeless romantic. You have high standards and a great deal of self respect. You are not going to settle for anything less than the best, but once you have your sights on the best–watch out! Clara and Ben saw you from across the bar and liked your vibe…
IF YOU ANSWERED MOSTLY 6's....
Your summer fling is Richard Hannay as played by Robert Donat in The 39 Steps (1934). Frankly, you have a lot going on. You are a busy person always on the go, go, go. A natural traveler, you feel comfortable in every situation and circumstance and you make friends easily. There is nothing quite like a scramble over the rocks or a walk through the moors, and you do well outdoors. Although incredibly likable and adaptable, you and Richard both tend to hide your true selves and have trouble trusting other people. This may make your relationship a short-lived one, but if you can find a way to let each other in–maybe you go the distance together!
IF YOU ANSWERED MOSTLY 7's....
Your summer fling is Tetsuya "Phoenix Tetsu" Hondo as played by Tetsuya Watari in Tokyo Drifter (1966). You do not have time for a relationship, as you are all-consumingly focused on your life’s mission. Everything else fades in the background. You must complete your task; you must fulfill your purpose. You are lonely, and although you might sometimes seem like a hard-hearted island of a person, you are actually very tender and gentle in your soul. There is a real softness about you, and if you could just be free of your work–free of your drive–you know that you would choose a very different life. Tetsu is on a parallel path as you, and together maybe you finally accomplish that
originally published on The Classic Film Collective on 08/11/2022.
-Meg
Bachelor Mother (1939)
Bachelor Mother // dir. Garson Kanin // USA
Bachelor Mother // dir. Garson Kanin // USA
I love watching movies that are important to my friends. When you really love movies, the titles you pick as your favorites are so deeply and intrinsically personal. Sharing this with others can sometimes feel like an act of faith or trust. I know, sometimes, I personally can feel a bit anxious when I recommend a top-tier favorite to a friend (what if they hate it, and I have to end the friendship???), but that also may be me turning media I love into extensions of my personality. I don’t care to dig into that right now. Let’s move on.
As you have probably discerned, I watched this movie tonight because it is one of my friend’s favorite movies. And, if you know anything about this movie—then you can probably already guess that the friend in question is the undisputed Bachelor Mother champion and scholar Raquel Stecher.
Raquel is friend of over a decade, and a very dedicated and interesting film writer. You can catch her at Quelle Movies or at Out of the Past or as the critic’s quote on the literal DVD cover of The Wedding Guest (a 2018 Dev Patel film which have I repeatedly referred to as When Devs Cry, but have appeared on zero DVD covers).
Raquel loves Bachelor Mother. And, Raquel is so confident in her love of this film that, unlike my terror when I make someone watch say Newsies, she freely encourages its viewing to everyone. Here’s where it gets wild.
She memorably, for years now, has facilitated people seeing Bachelor Mother by literally giving them a DVD copy of it.
Let me paint a scene for you real quick.
I stayed with Raquel when I visited Boston last year. I would 10/10 recommend this experience. There was a framed photo of Norma Shearer on my bedside table, she cooked me delicious food, and we watched the women’s World Cup while I made heart eyes at my Swedish girlfriend Lina Hurtig, but anyway—I digress. Ahem.
At some point, during my visit, Raquel showed me her film collection. I sheepishly noted I had still not seen Bachelor Mother, and she rolled out a drawer with a few extra copies she keeps around, and just handed me one.
This is the kind of generosity and desire to share that I quite associate with Raquel, and there really is something so tangibly wonderful about having a piece of art you love so much that you just want more people to experience it. <3
I had intended to watch it last week as a “party on the other side of the country” celebration for Raquel’s birthday, but then I stayed up too late making gifs for that Better a Widow post, and one thing led to another *gestures wildly; makes pies* and here we are days later.
they’re both literally making the 🙄 at me
It was absolutely worth the wait, and I am so glad I got to see this December-set movie during the appropriate season. MAXIMUM IMPACT.
Honestly, I thought I knew the plot—and really I did know the plot in its most literal sense—but I was absolutely unprepared for the plot of this film.
my god.
All things considered, this is a somewhat terrifying child-abandonment plot that proves fully that there is no concept too dark to be turned into a charming 1930s screwball comedy if you have the right performers.
Bachelor Mother has the right performers.
Ginger Rogers is perfection itself at every point of this film. Where is her dang Oscar? (yeah yeah I know who has it, but) I was so fully engaged with her from the first second we meet her losing her seasonal job right before Christmas with a form letter. (who among us, amiright) As always with Ginger, she is such a big presence: here she’s fun, clever, quick-thinking, and pragmatic.
I absolutely loved the dance contest scene. It’s so absurd with David Niven, and his butler, and the baby looking on as Ginger distractedly dances through the motions while attempting to get second place and the $50 prize. And the distracted motions are absolutely stunning feats of athleticism and grace. The punchline to her attempt to win second place is just so perfectly in tune with this film’s sensibilities. *chef’s kiss*
I feel like this aforementioned looking on image is demanding that I turn it into an aggressively niche meme about soccer or something that will have extremely limited crossover appeal but at which I will chuckle lightly.
Also, look at that baby. So contented. So cute. So wise. That baby’s eyes say, I have seen Ginger Rogers dancing, and it is good.
Also, I will be laughing until the end of time at Charles Coburn’s dramatic pronouncement that he KNOWS that baby is his grandson because they look exactly alike. I mean, I see it. If you gave me a line-up of babies and asked me to pick out Charles Coburn’s grandson—I would very likely choose this one.
Again, Ginger Rogers was really well-cast here, because I think with nearly any other actress, I would have spent the entire time worried about the baby and the baby’s ultimate physical and emotional welfare. But, somehow, Ginger makes you believe implicitly that she will be a strong and caring advocate for this baby, and things will turn out okay! <3
This film feels like a holiday fairy tale where Moses is plucked from the Nile not by Pharaoh’s daughter, but a working class woman just trying to live and enjoy her life where she can. Her allies like her landlady, who offers to watch the baby while Ginger is at work, are also working class and they form such a caring and supportive community.
Ultimately, it’s a story about no one being left alone or behind, and about chosen families. It’s also about Ginger Rogers dancing.
Thank you Raquel for sharing something important to you with me! <3
You can read what Raquel has to say about the depiction of NYE in this film (in my opinion, one of the most delightful NYE on film), and about why she owns and gives the film so freely.