What follows below is an extract from critic Barrett
Hodsdon's new critical study titled The Elusive Auteur. There will be a
separate following post devoted to details of the book and where you can obtain
a copy. Barrett writes "By way of explanation,
this
section occurs in the part of the book where I classify, under 5 categories, 15
classic director-auteurs. The intention was to position these filmmakers into
the work relations and real politique of Hollywood under the old monolith of
the Studio system. The purpose was to highlight the ability of these filmmakers
to manoeuvre or not within the system or, in the case of the “Mavericks or
Outcasts”, to react against the system. The other key auteurs in this category
are Von Sternberg, Welles, Nicholas Ray and Sam Fuller. I also try to briefly
reference their abstract status as auteurs."
I am very grateful to Barrett for the privilege of publishing this extract from his major new critical study. The numbers in the text refer to the book's footnotes.
Jerry Lewis – Triumphant Comic/Idiosyncratic Auteur
“I am multi-faceted, talented, wealthy,
internationally famous genius. I have an
IQ of 190 – that's supposed to be a genius.
People don’t like that. The
answer to all my critics is simple. I
like me. I like what I’ve become. I am proud of what I’ve achieved, and I don’t
really believe I’ve scratched the surface yet.”
(Looking back on more than 60 years of
show business) – “I was about as discreet as a bull – taking a piss in your
living room." (72)
Jerry
Lewis
“His life has been a continuous parade
of public and private faces, some the world has loved, while others have been
universally loathed.” “Jerry acknowledged all the conflicts of his life – the
gaps between Jester, Thinker, and Private Man.
He, more than anyone else, knew that behind the clown, the showman, the
director, the philanthropist, stood another person altogether – “the real”
Jerry Lewis.”
“Yet love it or hate it, Jerry’s best work is
the product of a completely unique sensibility.” (73)
Shawn Levy
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Jerry Lewis at 90 |
How should we
classify the case of Jerry Lewis as an auteur-director? Some would be surprised that he might qualify
for the auteur stakes at all. Yet, in the early sixties, Parisian film critics
from both the Positif and Cahiers camps granted him special
canonical status, much to the chagrin of many American reviewers and critics. (74) Lewis does, however, hold an idiosyncratic and semi-unique place
in the history of Hollywood directors.
From Lewis's centrality in a cult comedy duo with Dean Martin, to solo
performer and producer, to a remarkably free and experimental period as
performer/director (with studio backing), then followed by many decades in the
wilderness on the fringe of Hollywood. The later phases of his career possessed
an air of a legendary displaced figure trying to recapture an echo of his past
glories.
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Lewis, Auteur |
Apart from
Lewis’s strange career trajectory there is a problem of how to treat Lewis as a
serious artist and comedy innovator when many critics could not come to terms
with the tenor of his physical projection or his restrictive personal
preoccupations. Lewis’s career and status hardly conform to the notion of the
uncompromising, solitary, self-conscious creative auteur genius who was suppressed
by the Hollywood system. Rather, he
graduated through the Hollywood structure as a cult figure of popular culture
only to burn his bridges as he acquired more and more creative freedom. As a mainstream comic and entertainment
phenomenon, Lewis had a bank of commercial and cultural capital that ultimately
enabled him to sit in the director’s chair. The relatively brief but rich phase
in the director’s chair for the first half of the sixties (with full studio
support from Paramount Pictures) allowed Lewis a cutting edge creative freedom
on the frontier of Hollywood while relying on a traditional audience base he
had established over a decade earlier in his partnership with Dean Martin.
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Lewis as Buddy Love (with Stella Stevens) The Nutty Professor |
There is no doubt Lewis’s
self obsession and vanity were the driving elements in the unfolding of his
career and his fetish with the duality and reversal of his public image, as
witnessed in the ultimate schizophrenia of his most celebrated work – The Nutty Professor. Thus, the Jerry
Lewis saga in relation to auteur criticism and canonization is a tricky and
difficult one. For Lewis’s film work, as
individualistic as it was, does not readily comply with any traditional notion
of expansive vision or world view.
Indeed, Lewis’s preoccupation
with the self and his vanity were central to his development as an entertainer
and comic from his start with Dean Martin, through the various phases of his
movie career, his ascension to the
director’s chair, and the long term vagaries of his directorial path.
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Lewis, Dean Martin |
According to Hal
Wallis, the famous Hollywood producer, who had brought Martin and Lewis to Hollywood,
Lewis wanted to take over the leading man role from his very first film with
Dean Martin, My Friend Irma (49). This was but a symptom of the bizarre
tensions which beleaguered the Martin-Lewis comedy team until they split in
1956. Further, Wallis observed that
“Jerry developed an ego as tall as the Empire State Building talking to
Paramount executives as if he were running the studio, demanding more and more
scenes alone, trying to push Dino into the background. He began to write his own dialogue, argued
with the directors, and tried to take over their work. He suggested musical themes to composers and
wanted to edit. I fought this constantly
and we had many arguments. The more he screamed and threw his arms about the
quieter I got. It was all very difficult”.
Wallis also commented that Lewis and Martin were "strangely ill
matched". (75)
Lewis developed
an ‘idiot boy’ character that violated the bounds of performance linked to
normal emotional reactions. His
performance traits were a repertoire of exaggerated and demeaning physical
responses - gauche, literal and asexual behavioral interaction with people –
resulting in an extreme character confinement that was an odd comic phenomenon
when set beside the suave Latinate lover image of Dean Martin, as the straight
man of the duo. Relative to Lewis’s repressed ego, this was only part of the
Lewis story, which he moved to rectify when he went solo as a performer and finally
as a director. But he still reprised the
limitations of his former comic incarnation while also refining the image to
one of innocence, breaking out into displays of self-confidence (as manifested
in his remarkable directorial oeuvre for Paramount in the early '60s), and
culminating in the extremity of his schismatic and schizoid performance in The Nutty Professor. Through the conduit
of Lewis’s longstanding entertainment persona he found himself in an unusual
position (under a major studio rubric) of having the freedom to explore his
highly personal concerns and idiosyncrasies as an actor cum director on his own
account. He broke the boundaries of
classic comic form to toy with illusion and reality gag structures possessing
abstract undertones. This was achieved
through Lewis’s keen sense of formal invention in realizing his bumbling and
inept characterizations, and structuring his gags around them.
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Lewis, publicity still for The Bellboy |
Lewis seemed
very engaged in an oddball form of personal deconstruction and of comedy
itself. Sometimes, this was construed by
critics as a quasi-Brechtian strategy but it is doubtful that Lewis perceived
himself as working in this realm of critical self-consciousness. Jerry Lewis was fully informed by the great
comic figures and traditions and would pay homage to them (as in The Bellboy with Stan Laurel). But he
would push beyond conventional comic form with conceptual plays on gags
combined with gross multi-person characterizations (e.g. The Family Jewels), or carrying his own physical dysfunctionality into
the sphere of bathos on the path to ego assertion (The Nutty Professor, The
Patsy). The performative body and its incongruities - uncoordinated,
fractured and asexual were overturned in favor of slick performative finesse
and symmetry. Undoubtedly, Lewis was able to shift the register of classical
physical comedy based on sadism and victimhood to one of attenuated pain and
embarrassment combined in his persona and performance. At times, his character traits could be
extended to an insular Jewish sentimentality which Lewis would convert into a
form of poetic solitude (e.g. The
Bellboy, The Errand Boy, The Patsy, and The
Nutty Professor).
Ultimately, Lewis’s oeuvre represented a series of
paradoxes reflected in his actual career trajectory (and
its fluctuations), and how his oeuvre correlated with his self- perception as
comedian, entertainment
celebrity and unfettered directorial expression. These paradoxes can be reduced
to a set of antinomies-:
- Cultural phenomenon
versus directorial ambition.
- Compulsive
idiosyncrasy versus public acceptance.
- Regressive behavior
versus indulgent egoism.
- Comic master versus
transgressive obscurantism.
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Lewis, The King of Comedy |
For more than
30 years, Lewis has remained in the filmic wilderness with a couple of
directorial comebacks (relatively minor and unnoticed) and occasional film
appearances in others' works, most notably in Scorsese’s King of Comedy, where he reverses his image as a comic persona with
the most serious and severe character of his entire acting career. Although
Lewis’s film career faded into oblivion, he still maintained his public image
as a live performer at Las Vegas clubs (reprising his past performances) and
continuing his charity fund raising profile with his Muscular Dystrophy TV
specials. He also imparted his expertise
with how-to books and college lectures. In 1995, he made a performance comeback
as the Devil in a revival of the musical Damn
Yankees on the Broadway stage.
As a Hollywood
maverick Lewis was certainly unusual in moving from such a high profile centre
of the entertainment world to long term marginality. His desire to willfully
blaze his own trail has a touch of Sternberg’s unbounded creative ego.
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Late Lewis, The Day the Clown Died |
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