Mr. Hitchcock and Mr. Jenkins

Peter Stackpole, Los Angeles, 1939

Alfred Hitchcock at home with his Sealyham terrier, Mr. Jenkins.  (Picasso on the wall or reproduction?)  The photographer described the portrait as “An Englishman spending a winter evening at home,” but Hitchcock titled it “A Dislike of American Fireplaces.”  LIFE

The Tucker Cross

“September 1955, and the weather was getting worse. Then on the seventh day, a Sunday, I found the greatest single object of all. Eager to work faster, I took a water hose down to the bottom and turned on the jet to blast sand from the area below the brain coral. After carving a deep hole I turned the jet off. When the debris settled, my eyes fell on a gold cross, lying face down in the sand. I picked it up and turned it over.

Awe struck, I counted the large green emeralds on its face. There were seven of them, each as big as a musket ball. From small rings on the arms of the cross hung tiny gold nails, representing the nails in Christ’s hands, and at the foot was the ring for a third, which had been lost. The ornate carving, while beautiful, was somewhat crude, indicating that Indians had made the cross. It remains my most treasured discovery.”

Peter Stackpole, 1956
A treasure ship from the Spanish colonial period, the San Pedro was part of the Nueva Espana fleet which carried manufactured goods from Spain to the New World and returned with gold, silver, coins, jewels and other valuable products.

It was in November 1596, en route from Cartagena, Columbia to Cadiz, Spain, and laden with treasure, that the 350-ton merchant ship was wrecked on Bermuda’s inner reef.  
She was discovered in 1950 by veteran shipwreck diver, Teddy Tucker and Robert Canten. Tucker knew that she was old and named her ‘The Old Spaniard’. However, it was only when he started to work on the site that he realised the true significance of his find. 

Among the treasures recovered was a gold pectoral cross with seven emeralds, said to be one of the most valuable pieces of jewellery retrieved from any Spanish shipwreck. The cross was on display at the Bermuda Aquarium, Museum & Zoo for many years.  However, in 1975 when it was removed from its case during a royal visit, it was discovered that the cross had been stolen and replaced with a paste replica.  Its whereabouts remain unknown.  ➔  Bermuda Monetary Authority

 
Teddy Tucker looking at the cross with Clare Boothe Luce, July 1957

Miss Gabor

“Being jealous of a beautiful woman is not going to make you more beautiful.”

Long before Anna Nicole Smith or Kim Kardashian, the life and career of Zsa Zsa Gabor personified that of a celebrity whose ascent to fame was due more to grabbing headlines than for any particular talent. Sister to “Green Acres” television star Eva Gabor, the future diva did pursue her own acting career and racked up a fairly impressive list of film and television credits, but she shone brightest on talk shows or within tabloid gossip pages where she delivered juicy stories about her many marriages and romantic encounters in her heavily accented and much imitated purr. She was still making news in her seventh and eighth decades – most notably for spending three days in jail after slapping a Beverly Hills traffic cop in 1989 – when she suddenly disappeared off the radar. Except for the occasional tabloid photo of a wheelchair-bound Gabor, her husband, “Prince” Frederic Prinz von Anhalt, spoke publicly on her behalf, while he made tabloid headlines of his own. Despite living a rather unorthodox life and sustaining a level of fame many felt was unjustified, Gabor sparkled brightly for over 60 years as a symbol of continental glamour and mystery.  Keep reading  ➔  Turner Classic Movies

 
3 Ring Circus

Oh, where, Oh, where have all the great photographic films gone?…

Paris, France, July 1939
William Vandivert 

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Fernandel
FRANCINE
Méfie toi ma Francine
De tous les potins du quartier
Des ragots de la voisine
Des cancans du laitier
Par dessus tout ma belle
Ne va pas t’alarmer
De chaque fausse nouvelle
Des gens bien informés…

Faut pas, faut pas Francine
Écouter les racontars
Des badauds par trop bavards
Faut pas, faut pas Francine
Te laisser embobiner par les bobards
Ne crois pas qu’Hitler soit mal avec Staline
Et que les boches aient bombardé Madagascar
Faut pas, faut pas Francine
Te laisser dégonfler par les âneries des canards

Méfie toi je te l demande
La TSF a des dangers de la sale propagande
Des speakers étrangers
Si parfois tu dégotes
Stuttgart à la Radio
Dis toi que tu serais idiote
D’en croire un traître mot

Faut pas, faut pas Francine
Écouter les racontars
Du salopard de Stuttgart
Faut pas, faut pas Francine
Te laisser embobiner par ces bobards
Quand je pense qu’il veut faire croire
Quand il jaspine
Que c’est un bon français
De Barbès-Rochechouard
Faut pas, faut pas Francine
Te laisser dégonfler par ces discours là!

Le Führer d’une voix tendre
Nous redit chaque samedi
Je ne veux plus rien prendre
Maintenant que j’ai tout repris
J’adore l’Angleterre
J’adore les Français
Pourquoi me faire la guerre
Quand je veux qu’on me fiche la paix!

Faut pas, faut pas Francine
Écouter les racontars
Du plus barbant des barbares
Faut pas, faut pas Francine
Te laisser embobiner par ses bobards
S’il prend pour nous désarmer sa voix câline
C’est pour mieux nous tomber dessus un peu plus tard
Faut pas, faut pas Francine
Te laisser dégonfler par ces propos de paix

Faut pas, faut pas Francine
Te laisser dégonfler par ces propos de paix, Si! Na!

 
paroles: A. Willemetz, musique: C. Oberfeld, 1939

The great cinematographer Jack Cardiff

Michael Powell and Emeric Pressburger – with Cardiff, the composer Brian Easdale and the designer Alfred Junge – took British films into an area of fantasy and romance previously dominated by European expressionism and spangled American spectaculars. 


Ostensibly innocent entertainments, which were sometimes sermons on universal brotherhood or passionately patriotic, the films – like fairy tales – were frequently underpinned by obsessive passion, often ugly in its consequences, and unfolded in a highly stylised fashion that reflected Powell’s love of opera and ballet. 

For Black Narcissus, Cardiff conjured from studio sets a Himalayan fantasy: a rhapsody of lush jungle, rivers, precipitous snow-capped mountains and blood-orange sunsets that Rumer Godden – author of the original novel, about a group of troubled nuns – called “magical” and the saving grace of the film, which was “otherwise without an atom of truth”.  

Black Narcissus

In The Red Shoes – the story of a ballerina’s fatal obsession with her art – Cardiff’s fluid camera and bold use of colour created a unity from naturalistic, staged and dream sequences. He had a remarkable gift for telling a story with colours, and used red to striking effect: there is the red dress and lipstick of Kathleen Byron’s lovesick nun in Black Narcissus, and the red ballet shoes that torment Moira Shearer’s ballerina. 

The Red Shoes

Cardiff could find eroticism latent in the most unpromising circumstances, and few were able to light women as he could: his close-ups of burning eyes and moist lips revealed passionate depths in such demure actresses as Deborah Kerr and Kim Hunter. 


His work for Powell and Pressburger’s Archers production company made him one of the most celebrated of international cinematographers, and he brought elegance and humour to many American films. He worked with directors such as Alfred Hitchcock, on Under Capricorn (1949); Albert Lewin, on the deliriously poetic and sensually overladen Pandora and the Flying Dutchman (1951); Richard Fleischer, on the swashbuckling The Vikings (1958); and Laurence Olivier, on The Prince and the Showgirl (1957). Of the last of these films, Cardiff said: “[Marilyn] Monroe was a manic depressive. Olivier should have got an Oscar for his patience.” 

The Prince and the Showgirl

He also survived working with John Huston, for whom he filmed The African Queen (1951), a project of celebrated hardship made in colour, with Huston at his most perverse, more interested in hunting than in filming.  

The African Queen

For King Vidor, Cardiff filmed the gargantuan battle scenes in the American/Italian production of War and Peace (1956), for which he received one of his numerous Oscar nominations. In the event, he won only once, for Black Narcissus

War and Peace

The son of music hall performers, Jack Cardiff was born at Great Yarmouth on September 18 1914. His parents toured extensively, and Jack later claimed to have attended a multitude of schools. He made his film debut at the age of four, and in a subsequent role he played a boy who dies after being run over – his demise took three days to film, a harrowing experience for his parents since his elder brother had died in infancy.


After appearing in a dozen films, Jack’s acting career stalled, and he found work as a runner on set. He showed an interest in photography, and by 1935 he was a camera operator on René Clair’s The Ghost Goes West. He was fascinated by the new process of Technicolor, on which he quickly became an authority, and was involved in Wings of the Morning (1937), the first Technicolor film to be made in Britain.

During the Second World War Cardiff filmed Western Approaches (1944), a remarkable mixture of documentary and fiction exalting the exploits of Britain’s Merchant Navy, and began his long association with Powell and Pressburger, with whom he worked on The Life and Death of Colonel Blimp (1943), an affectionate tribute to the British national character which none the less enraged Winston Churchill (he deemed it to be unpatriotic).
In 1946 Cardiff was asked by Powell to light and photograph A Matter of Life and Death, in which David Niven plays a wartime pilot who, after being killed in a crash, is overlooked by the heavenly messengers sent to collect him; and, since he has developed a profound affection for an American servicewoman (Kim Hunter), is given a second chance after a prolonged heavenly court case.

For this film Cardiff contributed memorable trick sequences (time stands still when the heavenly envoy appears) and photographed a grandiose, if chilly, view of the hereafter (vast staircases and antiseptic waiting rooms). A Matter of Life and Death was selected for the first Royal Film performance and cemented Cardiff’s place with Powell and Pressburger’s Archers production team.

In the 1960s Cardiff made a prolonged foray into directing. He favoured fantastic or poetic subject matter, with mixed results. For a long time he treasured hopes of filming James Joyce’s Ulysses, but they were never realised. His other attempt to film internal monologue – Girl on a Motorcycle (1968) – was one of the most unintentionally hilarious films of the decade. 

Girl on a Motorcycle

Also known as Naked Under Leather, it stars Marianne Faithfull as a continental bimbo who leaves her sleeping husband, zips herself into black leather, straddles an enormous motorbike and thrashes off to seek the heartless intellectual (Alain Delon), who alone can satisfy. At a sexual climax induced by her beloved machine, she crashes spectacularly and dies. One feature of this fetishistic curio is that even on the most extreme bends the motorcycle never appears to deviate from the vertical. 

Alain Delon and Marianne Faithfull

Another peculiar venture was The Scent of Mystery (1960). Made for that quintessential showman Michael Todd, it was the first film to be presented in Odorama, or “Smell-O-Vision”, a system that released odours in a cinema so that the audience could “smell” what was happening on the screen.


More successful was Cardiff’s version of Sons and Lovers (1960), with Dean Stockwell, Mary Ure and Wendy Hiller, which won Cardiff a number of critics’ awards and was nominated for seven Oscars. He also directed The Lion, with William Holden (1962); The Long Ships (1963); and he took over the direction of Young Cassidy (1964) when John Ford fell ill.

In the 1970s and 1980s Cardiff returned to work as a cinematographer of romantic films set in exotic places. He had never taken to the naturalism of dirty fingernails and housing estates, and his rich style could look naive, or even stuffy, alongside the fast cutting and violent images of the video age.

Among his films were Ride a Wild Pony (1976), Death on the Nile (1978), Tai Pan (1986) and The Awakening (1980), a dreadful horror film from the team which made Blood from the Mummy’s Tomb.

He went over the top once more, with the director Richard Fleischer, on Conan the Destroyer (1984) and Call from Space (1988). He also photographed Sylvester Stallone’s gleaming torso sweating its way through mud, blood and heavy undergrowth in Rambo: First Blood, Part II (1984). 

Actress Sophia Loren (C) picnicking with director Henry Hathaway (L), producer Robert Haggiag (near R)
and cameraman Jack Cardiff (R) on Via Appia Antica between shooting scenes for Legend of the Lost 
Phototo by Eliot Elisofon, 1951

In 1994 the Los Angeles Society of Cinematographers presented Cardiff with its international award for outstanding achievement; the next year he received a lifetime achievement award from the British Society of Cinematographers. In 2000 he was appointed OBE, and the following year he was awarded an honorary Oscar.


Jack Cardiff published an autobiography, The Magic Hour (with a preface by Martin Scorsese), in 1996. He enjoyed painting, and said that the French Impressionists had been a major influence on his work with the camera. (from Jack Cardiff’s obituary in telegraph.co.uk, April 24, 2009.)

Images: Alt Film Guide  and  LIFE

Rocks!

Palm of jeweler Harry Winston displaying some of the gems in his collection including the Sapphire of Catherine the Great (next to thumb), the Hope Diamond (between index & middle) the Royal Spanish Emerald (green), the Idol’s Eye (to L of emerald) the Jonker Diamond (C, square cut) the Star of the East diamond ( tear shaped, bottom) a large ruby, & pair of 50 carat matched pear shaped diamonds.  Bernard Hoffman; LIFE images

Cartier, Tiffany
The famous Hope Diamond
Taylor-Burton Diamond

Great LIFE photographer Gjon Mili’s portraits of the Artists

The series of photographs Picasso’s light drawings were made with a small flashlight in a dark room.  The images vanished almost as soon as they were created.

Pablo Picasso
Pablo Picasso
Giorgio de Chirico
Georges Braque
Jean Arp
Jacques Lipschitz
Jacques Villon
Henri Matisse
Henri Matisse
Maurice Utrillo
Giacomo Balla
Alexander Calder
Marie Laurencin
Arshile Gorky
Fernand Léger
Marc Chagall
Maurice Vlaminck
Raoul Dufy
Salvador Dali
Georges Rouault