Wednesday 29 September 2021

Anarchy in the UK… Nasty Women: A Comic Tribute, BFI with Meg Morley


There was a guy, I’m not sure if you remember him, who once referred to his presidential rival as a “nasty woman” long ago in The Time Before. In response film historians Maggie Hennefeld and Laura Horak ran a programme of comedy shorts at the 2017 Le Giornate del Cinema Muto in Pordenone featuring women behaving nastily for comic effect. As that festival is about to run live for the first time on two years and because female silent comedy is as funny as it is often unrecognised, the BFI decided on a re-run with a few old favourites thrown in.


In the ten years or so I’ve been stricken with this silent film bug, there has been much restoration and re-evaluation of women’s role in early film direction with Alice Guy-Blaché, Lois Webber, Nell Shipman, Germaine Dulac, Dorothy Davenport Reid and, of course, Mabel Normand amongst those now getting their due. But many of the key players in global comedy still require elevation in modern discourse, these women having faced the double bind of having to battle for recognition at the time and then being overwritten by a history that has favoured the men… we know their names and yet perhaps the greatest of all was directed in his first film by Mabel.


Today we gathered just to watch women being funny in the manner they were appreciated at the time: gender-neutral daftness all perfectly illuminated by Meg Morley’s improvisational excellence and introduced by long-time champion of the comically under-rated nasty women, Bryony Dixon.



The first two films got us warmed up…


The Finish of Bridget McKeen (1901) USA


Here Lies the Remains of Bridget McKeen Who Started a Fire with Kerosine

 

This brief comedy outlined the perils of using inflammatory material to start a fire with the titular hero meeting her end after causing an explosion.

 

Mary Jane’s Mishap; Or Don’t Fool with the Paraffin (1903) UK


A couple of years later and this rather more sophisticated British effort told the same tale. Directed by George Albert Smith this film has Bridget/Mary Jane played by his wife Laura Bayley, a former variety performer, who hams it up splendidly with many pleading looks right to camera, busting the fourth wall and still connecting with the disruptive soul onlooking natives.


She rests in pieces...


Léontine s’envole (1911) France


Our lessons in fire safety completed it was off to France for the enigmatic gallic anarchy of the legendary Léontine, also known as “Titine” in France and Betty” in the United States, about whom almost nothing is known. Maggie Hennefeld’s essay on the LA Review of Books1, shows what is known about this energetic screen presence but all this is entirely based on her surviving celluloid with her life off screen a closed book. She made some 22 episodes of her comic film series for Pathé-Frères from 1910 to 1912 after which she disappears apart from being spotted as an extra in a 1916 comedy.


Here she burns bright as a brat who keeps on begging her parents for one more balloon until, inevitably, she takes off and is carried across the sandy streets of what looks like the south of France pursued by all and sundry attempting to pull her to earth. This includes three acrobats who stand on each other’s shoulders to try and catch her. Everyone falls down and the camerawork is startling, following our brave star as she gamely hangs from balloons dangling from a crane metres above the ground.


Léontine after the balloons go up

Léontine enfant terrible (1911)


I’m not surprised Léontine is so awful in this film as her parents look like creatures from a gothic fairy tale, mother complete with prosthetic nose. Their daughter strikes back and smashes all of their plates and most of the house before spreading her destruction to the outside world. She ties two workmen together so they drop their boxes, sets fireworks off and smashes a man’s head into a pumpkin. There may be a deeper meaning to all this but surely there’s nothing more purely amusing than watching someone break completely with social convention and just let rip. A fanfare for the common woman.


Léontine garde la maison (1912)


Now, there’s one thing you really don’t want to do and that’s leave this woman in charge of the house and the baby… and the dog. Léontine feels put upon and responds in the only way she can, dishes are washed and smashed, kitchens are set alight and bathrooms flooded, then she goes to play with her pal and the dog and child disappear. Advertising for her lost items she gets dozens of children and dogs in return before being told off by mother. At the end she cries only until she’s left alone to fight again.


What is she rebelling against? What have you got?


Butter wouldn't melt: Chrissie White and Alma Taylor
 

Tilly’s Party (1912)


In the Tilly series, Alma Taylor and Chrissie White play merry havoc with social norms by cheeking their way through anarchic adventures which must have made the women in the audience feel just that bit more amused than the men. Here the girls disrupt a gathering at their parent’s house, lead the angry guests on a merry chase sat on the handlebars as their boyfriends cycle away. They manage to get to their “music lesson” just in time to get away with it all.


At the height of the suffrage debate, the women’s movement was so ingrained in society and so many women went to the pictures… perhaps cinema was more subtly supportive than the government may have thought?


Daisy Doodad’s Dial (1914)


Not only does American actress Florence Turner prove that if the face fits anything is possible, she also demonstrates the comedic special relationship between her home country and the old country. DDD concerns the efforts of Ms Turner and her hubby to win a face-pulling competition. They’re both very adept but Florence's facial flights of fancy end up getting her arrested before she finally wins out with her extraordinarily flexible fizzog2.


Flo’, this is great content for Tic-toc, bring back pro-face-pulling, there’s gold in gurning!



The Night Rider (1920) Texas Guinan


Not for nothing was Texas Guinan described as “the female William S Hart” who, as the Kennington Bioscope’s Michelle Facey 3   has said, was very much the real thing, a ranch gal from Waco, who could ride and shoot as good as any man on her father’s farm. Guinan toured as an itinerant rodeo performer before the stage (not the Deadwood one…) called. She featured in vaudeville were her pep and knack for self-promotion stood her in good stead: she once claimed to have accidentally shot herself in the side, but the show still went on, it being just a flesh wound an’ all. She was still a chorus girl in 1917 and as she rode a horse down the runway in the theatre, she was talent spotted by a movie man… probably.


Texas is as charming as she is tough and here she has to choose between two men, one of whom may be rustlin’ her cattle… as is usual, she doesn’t stand on politeness and if any man has wronged her… there ain’t no mercy! Not nasty, just assertive!


Meg Morley accompanied with thematic variety and satisfying melodic invention. No two “scores” were the same and she kept pace with the on-screen anarchy with the acuity of a seasoned jazz player, one used to working as part of an improvisational team.


A splendid afternoon on the Southbank and we drank a toast to the nasty but nice trailblazers who are being remembered anew.

 

Texas

1. Looking for Léontine: My Obsession with a Forgotten Screen Queen, Maggie Hennefeld, Los Angeles Review of Books September 24, 2019


2. Early 19th century: abbreviation of physiognomy.


3. In her introduction for the Kennington Bioscope’s screening of The Girl of the Rancho (1919), Wednesday 2nd May 2018!


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