Continued
from previous blog…
Shortly after I sat down, the news came on the television
and it was announced, “Edward G. Robinson died tonight.”
“Oh my God,” Elizabeth said in
a voice that made me want to cry. Of course, Edward G. Robinson had appeared in
many films with Elizabeth ’s
idol, Humphrey Bogart.
There was stillness in the studio, and then a sudden burst,
as if all these people were part of a whole that had one part taken away. I
felt the pain. I told Elizabeth how only three months earlier I had walked the
red carpet at the premiere of Young
Winston, standing right next to Edward
G. Robinson. That night, he had looked very handsome in his blue pinstripe suit
with a red carnation in his buttonhole. That seemed years ago now.
“I can’t believe it!” Bill Harbach, listed as producer with
Nick Vanoff, was on the phone talking softly. I thought he must be talking to a friend of
Edward G. Robinson’s or a member of his family. An older man at the studio came
over to talk to the people in front of us. “We all have to go sometime, but
gee, when someone….” He just shook his head. “It could have been anyone of us.
It hurts when it’s this close.”
Now they were showing film clips from the 1930s of a young
Edward G. Robinson and a beautiful woman. I couldn’t help thinking, “It’s all
gone—that era.”
Then, it was announced that character actor Carroll Nash had
just died and they showed him in a scene with Humphrey Bogart. The feeling in
the studio was frighteningly sad. Bill Harbach jumped from his chair and said,
“What a night!”
“Come on Julie,” said Elizabeth , “We
need you to cheer us.”
The lady in front of us said, “I can’t stand it, I’ve got to
go out. Let me know if anyone else dies.”
“Lee Jerome of CBS died tonight,” the television announcer
stated. Then, he commented, “We have had enough.”
During this time, Elizabeth
went back to see Mr. and Mrs. Edwards again. I found out later she had asked to
introduce her to Blake. I had never been sure who Blake Edwards was before. He
was wearing all brown tonight, with a brown sweater. Then, Julie appeared in
green. Elizabeth said she really liked Julie’s outfit and was
trying to figure out how it was made so that she could make herself one.
Earlier, when Rich Little played Cher, Steve Lawrence played
Sonny. Steve is really a good impersonator too. Now, Rich came out as Jackie
Gleason and Steve played Frank Fontaine. Then, they ran around with this
gorilla chasing them. It was hilarious! At one point, Rich went down on top of
the gorilla.
Now, they had a new set up. It was a costume room with rows
and rows of costumes. Julie, Angela, Rich and Steve were all in the scene.
Julie had to begin singing and then they all march through the aisles as they
sang “Heigh Diddle-Dee-Dee An Actor’s Life for Me.” It was so much fun; I don’t
think I’ve ever had so much fun during a taping. Then, the Tony Charmoli dancers
pushed the four costume racks around with a star on each one. The only sad part
was when Rich had to sing the line, “…like Humphrey Bogart or Edward G…” Of course, Elizabeth had a comment about that.
***
Just around this time, Julie’s daughter, Emma Kate appeared
on stage in a poncho and clogs, wearing a bookpack on her back. She held out
her arms for her mother, and Julie kissed her. Then, Emma held her arms out
again. She had her hair in long pigtails and kept wiping her eyes as if she
were crying. She looked very sad. But it was time for Julie to do another take of
the scene. Emma was holding something; someone took it out of her arms and she
went and sat down in her mother’s chair.
By now, it was 11:00 o’clock. I couldn’t help looking at
Emma watching Julie. The scene was so much fun; I thought she would smile, but
no smile. She looked very unhappy and I realized the seemingly perfect life was
not just that. Julie was here in the studio and she would be here for most of
the night. She had no time for Emma now.
“Emma wants her mum to go home with her,” Elizabeth
commented.
Everyone in the studio was happy, but at that moment Emma was
not part of this joy. She had to go home alone. At the end of the scene, she
clapped, looking quite serious and then was taken back stage.
Julie came over to the producer’s area to sit in her chair
and looking down saw Mr. and Mrs. Edwards in the front row. She was so
surprised, she stopped in her tracks. “Oh Mum! Dad! I didn’t know you were
here,” she said. “Why didn’t you….” With that, she jumped down from the stage,
hugged and kissed each of them and sat down with them, “like a tomboy,” I
thought. Her gold earrings were jingling as she had started a big conversation with
her mother and father-in-law. Then, all of a sudden, two girls appeared with
autograph books. They stood behind the Edwards, waiting.
“Oh, no,” I said, feeling embarrassed and horrified.
“She won’t pay attention to them,” said Elizabeth. “She’ll
just run up on stage when they call her. Wait and see.”
I saw Julie look at the girls out of the corner of her eye,
then turn back to her lively conversation with “Mum and Dad.”
“How different from the near Christmas meeting,” I thought,
when Julie nearly crashed into me as she ran up the aisle to her family.
“Look at that wonderful relationship,” said Elizabeth. I was
getting tired of her comments.
Now the director called, “Julie!” and she said, “OH!” as
only she can, and ran up on the stage.
Earlier, Elizabeth had commented, “It’s funny, you don’t see
Julie and Blake very affectionate on the set.” Now, as Julie ran up on the
stage, Blake met her, took her hands and put her in a low backbend, as if to
kiss her.
“There, are you
satisfied,” I said.
***
The next segment of shooting was hysterically funny. Steve
Lawrence came out on stage and there was a gorilla standing there.
“Hey Julie,” said
Steve. “You look great in that gorilla suit.”
Just then, Julie arrived on stage and said, “That’s not me. I’m
right here.”
“Rich,” said Steven. No, it wasn’t Rich, he was there on
stage too.
“Angela,” said Steve.
“It’s not me,” said Angela, appearing from the other side of
the stage.
“Well, if it’s not you or you or her, who is it? I think my
legs are going to carry me.”
“You mean, you think it’s a real one?” asked Julie.
Steve was already beginning to run. Then, they all ran and
so did the dancers. The gorilla was running up and down aisles, through the
costumes and everyone ran a different way. Some of them crashed into one
another. It wasn’t planned; everyone just did what they wanted. Julie climbed
under some costumes and sucked her thumb. It was just too much. I was laughing
so hard, I almost fell out of my seat. The tears were running down my face. The
whole audience was hysterical. You had to be there to believe it. I don’t think
I’ve ever laughed so hard in my whole life.
***
After the scene was over, I went back to talk to Vivian
again. She was sitting by herself now, away from Patty and Kelly. We went
outside and walked around the building, talking about when Julie was a little
girl and other things. She didn’t believe that Julie had us put out. While we
were outside, I did a tap step and started dancing around. At that moment, one
of the camera man passed by and I was so embarrassed.
We returned to the studio
via the underground passage way. Then, Vivian
and I sat in the back together on the other side for a while. When Unit Manger John
Monarch came by, he stopped to talk to us. He told us that the studio thought
we were all one group, adding,
“That “Marsha,” the fan club president, was so cold. I tried
to talk to her, but she wouldn’t smile. She showed no reaction at all…” Then,
pointing at me, he said to Vivian,
“Why don’t you come to the studio with your girlfriend, so
you can get in, and stay away from those other girls?”
When Vivian asked if she could move up front, he told her he
couldn’t let her, nor could Don Corvan, the stage manager. “We have no say in
this.”
Vivian and I sat and talked for quite a long time. She told
me many things about how she had come to be able to be at the studio and more.
She said that when she met Julie at the first show and asked her if she could
come to all the shows, Julie had told her there was nothing she could do to
help with that. Meanwhile, she said, every week Julie had sent her hairdresser,
Lorraine , out
to see if Vivian was there. Lorraine hadn’t
seen her that night, but later in the evening, Vivian saw her sitting in the
audience talking to Sharri. She had walked by and said “hello,” but Lorraine had
not responded. That did not sound good.
***
For a while, we watched Rich Little as W.C. Fields acting
with Angela Lansbury as Mae West. Angela was excellent as Mae West.
When they were getting ready to tape the last scene, I left
Vivian and went down to the fourth row with Elizabeth . We had
seen Julie come out dressed in a white sailor suit and a little hat.
“There she is!” said Vivian.
“Who?” I asked. That set us off into a fit of giggles, the
way we’d done in happier days.
***
Angela Lansbury, Steve Lawrence and Julie Andrews on the "ship" |
The last scene to be
taped that night had the small portion of what looked like a ship that rocked side
to side. Steve Lawrence was the captain and Angela and Julie were the shipmates.
They all sang “I am the captain of the ship…” from HMS Pinafore. After they had
gone over it or done one take, Julie asked the director,
“Wait! Aren’t you going to get Angela and I in the picture?
We’ve got some awfully good stuff going on between us.”
I am not sure if she’d watched the take or why she thought
the director was not getting them in the picture. In my diary, I noted,
“That’s what I don’t like about cameras and television. The
director has to decide what to include and what is most important. The rest is
cut out, sometimes some very interesting things that you see on stage are left
out.”
Earlier, Steve had
been goofing off, ad-libbing lines and making Julie crack up. At one point, the
executive producer, Nick Vanoff, acted very angry about it.
“Come on now, Steve. We want to finish up!”
He seemed so angry, Steve apologized. Then, Nick just
laughed.
“Come on, doesn’t everyone want to go home early “in five?”
Meanwhile Julie was talking to someone and she just
continued talking.
“I guess she doesn’t want to go home,” someone else said.
When they got back on the boat, they rocked it side to side,
like they were on a rough sea, until finally Steve, who was supposed to be sea
sick, jumped off the boat onto a mattress.
Now came the last part of the scene. Julie and Angela were
going to get drenched with a huge bucket of water coming over the deck. The
director gave instructions:
“Look to the left, then to right, then forward and you’ll
get it.”
“This is just a rehearsal isn’t it?” asked Julie.
“Yes,” said the director.
They rehearsed it, and then rehearsed it again (possibly
taping it), right up to the end when they were supposed to get drenched.
I was very surprised to capture this photo of Angela and Julie with the hand throwing a bucket of water on them. It did not appear visible when watching the "sample"dvd or maybe I just missed it. |
“Wait a minute,” said Julie, “I’m not ready.”
Finally, the director said, “Okay. This is a take” and one
of the stagehands took a big bucket and threw it at the two women. Angela was
drenched, but Julie said,
“My face didn’t even get wet. Shouldn’t I have got my face
wet if anyone did?” I think Julie felt sorry for Angela, who was soaked, so
they said they’d do it again with Julie.
The crew got very excited. “I’ve got to see this!” I
heard people saying as they ran and jumped onstage to get a better view of
Julie getting hit with a bucket of water.
They did the take, and someone threw a bucket of water at
Julie. The water came all over the deck, hitting her so hard she almost fell
over backwards. If she hadn’t been holding on to the rail, she would have been
knocked off the boat.
They checked the takes while she got dried off and seeing
that everything looked good, Julie was ready to leave.
“Julie?” It was the director’s voice coming over the P.A.
system.
“Yes?”
“I just want to thank you for being so good this week. I
think this was the hardest show we’ve done and you did splendidly.”
“What’s the matter,” asked Julie.”Aren’t you coming back
next week?” Then she laughed and left the stage.
There weren’t too many people left in the audience at the
end. Now, it was time to go and the pages were very rude.
“Come on! Leave! We’re closing. Don’t you know the way out?”
Once we got outside, I spoke some more with Vivian, then I
walked home. Patty and Kelly had been all excited about something, but we
ignored them. We didn’t want any part of what they were up to.
It didn’t take me
long to get home, but it was twenty of two in the morning when I arrived. When
I got into bed, I was so tired, the entire room seemed to whirl around.
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