Growing Up Huston in “A Story Lately Told”

“Dad couldn’t bear cowardice. Acts of bravery came high on his register. He expected us [his children] to take informed chances. If you had balance and followed the rules of safety, such as learning how to roll with the punches, the chances were that you would survive. Risks were fun: that jolt of fear and then the sudden thrill of having it behind you.”

-Anjelica Huston, A Story Lately Told: Coming of Age in Ireland, London, and New York, pg. 63.

Famous familial dynasties make up fascinating environments. These larger-than-life characters often mimic, but never fully embrace traditional familial behaviors. They often tend toward the dramatic or the spectacular. They exist apart from but are wholly entrenched in the pettinesses of interpersonal relationships and everyday life. They often loom over our cultural, social, or political landscapes, but we are rarely given a nuanced glimpse into the lives they lead. In A Story Lately Told: Coming of Age in Ireland, London, and New York, Anjelica Huston offers us access into the lives of the Hustons, a filmic dynasty of devoted creatives and independent eccentrics whose influence stretches all the way back to the 1920s and the work of her grandfather, Walter Huston. But the tale is ultimately Anjelica’s. It is the story of growing up as a Huston, of both embracing and pushing against the legacy of her nearly mythic father, director John Huston. It is the story of a woman forging her own identity, one that is both distinctive from and linked to her larger family.

     A Story Lately Told is a mesmerizing journey through the youth of a woman whose life was undoubtedly impacted by the gregarious and unrelenting presence of her father. Anjelica regales us with descriptions of houses, of interiors so lush and filled with the artifacts of adventurous lives that it seems, at times, as if you are walking through a fairy tale, a dream so full, so opulent, and so well composed that it charms and beguiles you. Huston is able to strike a chord of honesty amid all this adventure and luxury. It never seems excessively out of touch. She is self-aware. She is recounting the world around her, and the world around her was constructed to be a reflection and extension of the exciting, adventurous, and creatively awe-inspiring films, life, and principles of her father. It was an atmosphere, with all its inspiration and manic artistry, that embodies her father and his films. The houses were decorated and the family was being raised as if it were an extension of his films. Anjelica recounts stories of the illustrious persons she met unknowingly. She tells stories of performing plays for Peter O’Toole, running into Montgomery Clift on the set of one of her father’s films, and an incident where John Steinbeck played Santa Claus at a Huston family Christmas gathering. These men are stripped of their legendary status, they are mere mortals wandering around the set that is Anjelica Huston’s life and it is a pleasure to see them there.

The book details the complexities of having a father with such a distinctively domineering and gregarious character. As Anjelica grows up, she struggles to make space for herself, to cultivate an identity in the shadow of her father. It is not all a fairy tale, it is the story of a domineering man who expects considerable talent and ingenuity from all those around him, including his children. As Anjelica matures, she begins to realize that it is imperative that she carve out space for herself. She rejects acting, against her father’s expectations. Instead, she pursues modeling, working with some of the most innovative photographers and fashion houses of the 1960s. Here, in this world, she is able to carve out a niche for herself that was solely her own, made up of her own ambition, her own talent, and her own passions. It is not a place where she is forced to rely on or acknowledge her father or his influence. It is all her own.

Anjelica Huston’s A Story Lately Told is the story of the magic of a life surrounded by beauty-by art, music, antiques-and its contrast with the harshness of the real world. It is the story of the calm beauty of a created world and the shock that occurs when the real world comes crashing into it. It is the story of a family both impetuous and imaginative, charming and volatile. It is the story of a woman’s journey to selfhood, a story of her determination to assert her own identity in the morass of personality and myth that make up her father. It is both a love letter to her youth and upbringing as well as to the father that while often difficult, was, ultimately, an immense and essential presence in her life.

John Anjelica Huston

Huston, Anjelica. A Story Lately Told: Coming of Age in Ireland, London, and New York. New York, Scribner, 2013.

 

Learning From the Irrepressible Optimism of “Dodsworth”

“But what it boils down to, well, I’ve been doing things myself for a long time now. I thought I’d give things a chance to do something to me.”

-Walter Huston in Dodsworth (1936)

There is a scene at the beginning of Dodsworth that is the perfect expression of Samuel Dodsworth’s character. Dodsworth and his wife are on an ocean liner bound for Europe. While speaking with the captain, Dodsworth is told that from their current location they can see Bishop’s Light, a signal that indicates their proximity to Britain. Dodsworth, beside himself with excitement, runs to the deck to see the light. When it flashes across the ocean, he rushes inside to tell his wife. She shakes it off, not realizing the importance of the light. To Dodsworth, it is a symbol of a new life, of adventure, of romantic idealism. She, of course, sees only a light. Therein lies the film’s conflict.

Dodsworth is the story of a marriage, of a man and a woman realizing that at some point, without their knowledge, their paths diverged. The film opens with Samuel Dodsworth, played by Walter Huston, having just sold his company, Dodsworth Motors. We see him gazing out the window at the company he built over the span of twenty years. From these introductory moments, it is clear that he is a man who feels deeply, one who is not flippant with any decision or any emotion. He is a man in grief. All of this has been precipitated by his wife, Fran. Having traveled throughout Europe during her youth, she craves a return journey. To Fran, Europe is synonymous with the last moments of pure, youthful, uncomplicated joy in her life. She has persuaded him to go to Europe to chase this feeling of youthful bliss. Dodsworth recuperates from his pain by throwing himself enthusiastically into all Europe has to offer. He is beautifully impulsive in his desire to see the sites and to learn all that he can. These experiences give him sustenance. As they travel throughout Europe, they are faced with the realization that Fran’s motivation in returning to Europe, her need to chase frivolity and seduction, is an attempt to outrun her fears about age and mortality. This tears Fran and Samuel apart. She finds his joyful idealism increasingly nauseating. He, in turn, is annoyed with her excessive materialism and pretensions. He wants to see it all, to immerse himself in all the experiences available to him. This causes the final rift between them.

The character of Samuel Dodsworth resides in the pantheon of idealistic, romantic protagonists who are at odds with society. He sits alongside characters like Larry Darrell from The Razor’s Edge (1946) or Mac in Local Hero (1983). These are men who seek out a life that is not dictated by societal mores. They are men who, thrown head-long into conflicts that alter their values, are forced to search for meaning in the beauty around them. They are men who were not aware that they could build a life on more than money and prestige. When they begin to sense a life outside of these constraints, they grasp for it wildly, ultimately finding true contentment. Dodsworth, without his auto company, is free to explore the world and everything that it evokes for him. He is able to slow down in order to find excitement and joy in the mundane. He throws himself into this education without another thought, finding wonder, pleasure, and, by extension, himself. It is the story of the disintegration of a marriage, but also of the growing identity of a man who, until now, had thought that his life and identity were tied up solely in productivity and monetary gain. It is a reminder that in a largely aspirational, acquisitive world, there is still joy to be found in small things.

For this film, Huston reprised his role from the stage, as is clear from his intimate knowledge and understanding of the character. He is at once grave and cheerful, idealistic and practical. He is a man searching for answers to questions he had previously ignored. He is inquisitive and full of joy. He is rendered beautifully by Huston, who lends him both gravitas and relatability. We are drawn to him, we want him to find peace and contentment. This is a film full of what could only be described as moments of silent, unadorned beauty, moments that are not overly sentimental or saccharine, but vital and urgent. Dodsworth seems to be telling us that within a world as complicated and overwhelming as this one can be, the simple kindnesses of idealism can offer you not only solace, but inspiration for how to live the rest of your life. As we watch Dodsworth on his journey, we are inevitably drawn back to that early scene on the deck of the boat. We hope that Dodsworth is always able to keep that sense of unbridled joy and optimism within him, we hope that he is never forced to conform to his wife or society’s expectations, to the fatal pairing of happiness and monetary success. We hope that he is able to see Bishop’s Light in everything.

 

“West of Eden” and the Myth of Paradise

“Hollywood is very powerful, and very real. No matter how make-believe it is, it is real, and it moves and shakes and it is not something to mess around with. It is a real force.”

-Wendy Vanden Heuvel, quoted in West of Eden: An American Place, pg. 309.

     West of Eden: An American Place by Jean Stein is an oral history that attempts to take on some of the most pervasive myths from one of the most influential parts of American society: Hollywood. To do this, Stein charts the history of five influential families, whose personal histories intersected the history of Los Angeles, leaving an indelible mark on the landscape. Eden follows the familial sagas of the Dohenys, the Warners, Jane Garland, Jennifer Jones, and the Steins. Stein forces us to reckon with the repercussions of fame and money, the pain they cause and how that pain can be transferred through generations. In a place where fame, money, and prestige are lauded above all else and are set up as the sole worthy objective of a life, we are shown what their actual price can be. We are shown people throwing their lives towards this objective, attempting to reinvent themselves in order to fit the role of the mogul or the starlet at the same time as we are shown people attempting to escape, to formulate lives that are not dependent on these powerfully pervasive notions. Take, for example, the story of Jennifer Jones and her family. Stein begins the story with Jones visiting her grown son at a campsite in Trancas Canyon, where he lives with his family. Having experienced firsthand the damage that a life in Hollywood can inflict, Bob Walker, the son of famed starlet Jennifer Jones, decided to search for a different kind of life. With this framing, we are then taken back in time and shown the history of the Jones family in Hollywood. These details force us to assess the real effects of a world based solely on appearances and wealth. With this framing in place, we are forced to come to terms with and assess the world of Hollywood, an alleged paradise that has failed to live up to its promises of joy and fecundity.

Oral history as a format challenges the way we look at truth and at stories. It is, by its very nature, a convoluted, intricate endeavor. When we read an oral history we are forced to contend with the emotional investments of all of the people that make up a story. It is an exercise in empathy that complicates the dominant narrative by further exploring the way time, place, and perspective influence a narrative. It is a way of telling a story that demands that the reader be able to hold multiple and sometimes contradictory statements to be true simultaneously. Stein uses this form because it lends her the space to examine larger concepts on a more intimate scale. The rhythm and pacing of the oral history differs vastly from that of traditional historical or nonfiction accounts, including an engaging interplay of stories. As Stein proves in this work, it is a form of storytelling, not merely a form of dictation. It involves an understanding and formulation of multiple thoughts that express bigger concepts. Stein uses every minute detail in the stories these families tell about themselves in order to express the nuance and character of a place, using these histories as a kind of stand-in for a larger historical inquiry.

Trying to capture the essence or aura of a place is a massive and seemingly impossible task. It is history with too wide a scope, but Stein is able to do this by consolidating the story of Los Angeles into the stories of five families and the ways in which their lives intersected with and permanently influenced the landscape around them. From the oil industry and the founding of the city with the Dohenys to Jack Warner and the formation of Warner Bros. and Los Angeles’s most enduring industry, the legacies and myths of Los Angeles are explored. West of Eden: An American Place seeks to chart and define power and the ways in which it impacted the landscape physically, psychically, socially, and culturally. Throughout West of Eden, Stein shows how hollow myths feed off the aspirations of the people who seek them out until they are left empty, the effects of which can be seen for generations. Stein shows how lives are transformed by a toxic sludge of expectation, unfulfilled hopes, and the glorification of these pervasive myths. Stein’s explorations show the way the facade is kept up by exposing what the myths really mean and what they are really made up of, which, as it turns out, is very little; merely some old photographs and ephemera that all serve to bolster an ideal that is much more complicated and dark than its image would have you expect. This is all Hollywood is. What is real, Stein seems to say, is the human price of this illusion.

 

Stein, Jean. West of Eden: An American Place. New York, Random House, 2016.

Facing the Unknown: Occult Horror and the Upheaval of the 1960s and 70s

Nothing exists in a vacuum, especially not horror films. Horror and its creators have always been adept at synthesizing our most innate fears, writing them onto the supernatural and offering us momentary catharsis. Sometimes, however, the fears are more situational than they are innate. Sometimes horror serves as a reflection of a society’s fears and values. It is impossible to see the films being produced and disseminated from the late 1960s and into the 70s and not notice a trend. There is an emphasis on witchcraft, covens, satanic cults, the devil, vampires, astrology, and demons. It stretches across all media, from the high-budget and exalted to the low-budget and barely remembered. But it all feeds from and into a mutual obsession. When you think of the ongoing and often necessary upheaval that characterized the 60s and 70s-the exposure of Watergate and the release of the Pentagon Papers, the Vietnam War and the resulting protests, the feminist and civil rights movements- the films of this era make a bit more sense. They are all filled with a disquiet; a sense that the world is not what it was previously believed to be, that institutions can no longer be trusted, and that one’s place in society is not as secure as once thought. And that’s where horror comes in, because with massive upheaval comes deep and complicated anxiety that often can’t be fully articulated or understood, anxieties that then get digested into the culture and writ large in metaphor. In this case, the metaphor is covens and satanists, the occult, and supernatural phenomena.

It is not exactly a stretch to notice a parallel between the threat of the coven and the threat of feminism. These two groups rely on gatherings of women who challenge the status quo and find strength in the companionship of other women. It is a threat to power, to the established modes of power, and to those who hold the power, namely men. Beginning in the 1960s, as an outgrowth of the nascent feminist movement, women began seeking solace and an understanding of the mutual conditions of sexism in what were referred to as consciousness raising groups. These groups encouraged women to speak about their lives in order to cement the idea that women were not alone in their experiences of sexism. Through discussion, they sought to expose the structural realities of misogyny, showing attendees how their personal experiences related to a larger world. What the horror films of this era do is relocate the fear and the threat that was posed by groups such as these onto the supernatural. To do this is to render them evil and thus punishable. It is a way to regain control without ever having to admit that you were losing it.

Similar concerns arise when you look at the prevalence of the satanic cult in horror films of the 1970s. Films like Race With the Devil (1975) highlight the fear that there is someone out to get you and although there is no way to understand who or what your attacker is, they are nevertheless all around you, posing a threat to your way of life. This notion of the unknown but hostile and ever-present enemy is one that seems to have clear origins when we think of the chaos of the seventies. Hippies and other counter-cultural movements that were a challenge to the very fabric of American society and life were omnipresent. Additionally, it was not uncommon in this era for reckless and ill-conceived revolutionary groups to make bombs and distribute them at will. The resulting chaos, fear, and extreme violence of an unknown enemy could be seen as one of the origins of this trope. Similarly, in these films the violence of the satanic cult is always highlighted, for example the ritual killing of a woman through which the plot of Race With the Devil begins. For a society coming to terms with the irrefutable knowledge of violence on a scale not previously known or even imagined, but now impossible to ignore because of a televised war and the senseless and sensationalized murders at the hands of the Manson Family, it was necessary to transpose the threat, to create a dichotomy of good and evil that would explain ever so simplistically the complex world unfolding around them. These films gave the audience a definable evil outside of themselves so they didn’t have to think critically about corrupt systems or their complicity in them. It was a way to make sense of a traumatized and uncertain world, to regain composure after the initial shock of discovering a senselessly violent world. As these films asserted, the threat is everywhere but it is often indistinguishable from the mundane.

Kolchak: The Night Stalker premiered in 1972 as a television movie that was later adapted into a series. It focused on a reporter who solved mysteries with an occult undertone. In this I see a desire to explain the incomprehensible. To me, Kolchak is a manifestation of the uncertainty of the times. The show starts with a murder or an unexplained event. Most people shrug it off and move on, but Kolchak investigates and finds an explanation for these things. Everyone ignores him, but he knows the truth. This desire to apply some kind of order in a completely chaotic world is emblematic of the fear and anxieties of the era. Here, as in other occult horror films, we see real fears being translated into something supernatural that can then be solved and the threat eliminated. In a time when everything felt newly horrifying; an endless war, people being shot and beaten by police and soldiers, and institutions and authority figures caught disseminating falsehoods, to say it was a moment of great upheaval could be seen as an understatement. But, in moments of great upheaval, we often create metaphors to deal with our panic. In this case, it was the occult.

Much like the era they were created in, these films are essentially pessimistic. Even when they end with evil vanquished, the victory feels hollow. It came at a great price and while the feeling of immediate threat is over, it has opened the possibility that all manner of unknown horror could spill into our lives at any time. The audience, now more uncertain than before, knows that there is no way to go back and pretend that they didn’t see the things that they have seen. These films offered explanations as a temporary balm for the unshakable realization that nothing is ever knowable and that we are hurtling through a life that has no predetermined order and over which we have no control.

Art is often a reflection of our greatest concerns. It is a way to process our fears, insecurities, ideals, and passions. From a distance, it can be a way to understand people, a place, or an era. Whether it is exalted portraiture or the films of a low-budget studio that is simply catering to thrills, it makes no difference. These things are artifacts of us and they will always show our imprint. This is particularly true of the surge in occult horror in the late 1960s and 70s. Films like Rosemary’s Baby (1968), Race With the Devil, Satan’s School for Girls (1973), The Sentinel (1977), Suspiria (1977) and television shows like Kolchak: The Night Stalker (1974-75) show us the anxieties of an era and the desire to make sense of a world that has seemed to descend into absolute, utter, and irredeemable chaos.