Tuesday, April 21, 2020

Book Review - "A Good American Family, The Red Scare and My Father" by David Maraniss

David Maraniss is a Pulitzer Prize winning reporter and has authored over a dozen non-fiction books that include highly acclaimed biographies of Bill Clinton, Barack Obama, Vince Lombardi, and Roberto Clemente.  Other books have focused on a particular battle in the Viet Nam War and the 1960 Rome Olympics. In his newest book, "A Good American Family", he writes a more personal story.  The story of how one of the more shameful episodes in American history, the "Red Scare" of the post-war 1940's and 1950's affected his father, newspaperman Elliott Maraniss and his entire family, including himself.

Like many students in the 1930's, Elliott was taken by progressive, liberal ideas, and flirted with the idea of communism.  He was disturbed by the racial inequities that existed in America at the time, and advocated such positions in his role as a reporter and editor of the Michigan Daily, the student newspaper at the University of Michigan, where he was a student.  He became friends with a young man named Bob Cummins, who upon graduation from Michigan, left for Spain to fight for the loyalists against fascism in the Spanish Civil War.  While at Michigan, Elliott met and eventually married Bob Cummins' younger sister, Mary.

All of these activities brought Elliott to the attention of the FBI and, later, the House Un-American Activities Committee (HUAC).  After the attack on Pearl Harbor and the US's entry into WW II, Elliott enlisted in the Army, rose to the rank of Captain, commanded one of the Army's all-black battalions and served and fought on Okinawa.  He was honorably discharged in 1946.  While serving in the war, Elliott quickly became disabused of the notion of communism as it was being practiced in the USSR, but he never lost his ideals as they applied to racial inequity and organized labor, and he never lost his pride and love for America.  He returned from the service upon discharge, began working at a Detroit newspaper, and began raising a family.

However, in 1952, when the HUAC held hearings in Detroit, an FBI informer named names, both Bob Cummins and Elliott were subpoenaed to testify, and lost their jobs.  This began a five year period of exile for the Maraniss family, certainly a "good American family", that involved him losing three newspaper jobs and moving his young family seven times. In 1957, he landed a job at a paper in Madison, WI where he stayed for over twenty-five years, rose to the rank of executive editor and even taught journalism classes at the University of Wisconsin.  It proved to be a wonderful life for the Maraniss family. He never talked of his ordeal before the HUAC and what it cost him.  David Maraniss, who was only two at the time of the 1952 hearings, knew very little of his father's past until he began the research for this book.

David not only tells the story of his father and his family on this book, but he also tells the stories of many of the other players in the drama, including John Stephens Wood (a staunch segregationist, a one time member of the KKK, and a man who had some involvement in a lynching in the state of Georgia in his youth) and Charles Potter (a certified war hero who later in life came to regret his role in the Red Scare days during his time on the Committee), two influential members of HUAC, and Frank Tavenner, the chief counsel of the committee, and Bereniece Baldwin, an unassuming Detroit area grandmother who worked undercover in the Detroit area Communist Party as a paid informant for the FBI.  It was  the unassuming Grandma who named the names that changed the lives of so many people, including Elliott Maraniss and Bob Cummins and their families.

"A Good American Family" is a terrific story - and ultimately an uplifting one - of how one man endured the unfair (to put the kindest face on it) charges against him and endured.  He was a man who had every reason to be bitter and NOT love his country, but he rose above it all and endured. It is also a story about a terrifying time in America, and the big lesson here is that there is no guarantee that such times could not come again in America.  The name most associated with his era is that of Wisconsin Senator Joe McCarthy, and his name is even given to what this era embodied: McCarthyism.  Elliott Maraniss never encountered Joe McCarthy.  McCarthy never mentioned his name, and, in fact, McCarthy may not have even known who he was.  The witch-hunting tactics of the HUAC preceded McCarthy, and was still doing it's dirty work after McCarthy was disgraced and later died.

However, consider this description of Joe McCarthy offered by David Maraniss:

"An insecure publicity hound posing as the ultimate patriot, McCarthy began his campaign of reckless charges used on flimsy evidence with a relatively obscure but soon-to-be-notorious speech...."

And then this one.  Following what became known as the Army-McCarthy Hearings that unmasked McCarthy for the charlatan that he was, Republican Senator Ralph Flanders of Vermont  "utter(ed) a line that came to define McCarthy's bullying tactics: 'He emits war whoops. He goes forth to battle and proudly returns with the scalp of a pink Army dentist.'"

Sound familiar?  

Anyway, the tale of "A Good American Family" could serve as Exhibit A for the Santayana quote that "He who ignores history is condemned to repeat it."   It is a terrific book and an important one.  It is one you should read.

It gets the full Four Stars from The Grandstander.

Oh, and as a companion piece, I can also recommend he podcast "Ink In Our Blood" with David Maraniss and his daughter, Sarah Maraniss Vander Schaaff, who is also a writer of some distinction.  It's good listening.

Tuesday, April 14, 2020

"Little Women" (1949)

Regular readers know how much I loved director Greta Gerwig's "Little Women" last year.  It was my personal #2 Favorite Movie of the Year.  I knew that Gerwig's version was one one of many film versions (more on that later) of the Louisa May Alcott classic.  Fun Fact: Since the novel was published in 1868, it has never gone out of print, and it has been published in well over fifty languages.

Anyway, the 1949 version of this movie popped up on TCM a few months ago and has been sitting on my DVR since then, and last night we got around to watching it.


Clockwise from top:
Allyson, Taylor, Astor, O'Brien, Leigh

This one starred June Allyson, Janet Leigh, Elizabeth Taylor, and Margaret O'Brien as the Little Women and Mary Astor as Marmee.   I enjoyed this one very much, I must say.  Allyson as the spunky Jo Marsh was very good in the role, as was Taylor - a blond in this one! - as Amy, and how can you not just love Margaret O'Brien in just about anything?

I found it to be a delightful movie, and I give it Two and One-Half Grandstander Stars.

In doing some research for this post, I see that "Little Women" has more film versions than a cat has lives.

The first version that I could see was made in 1933 by George Cukor and starred Katherine Hepburn and Joan Bennett.

In 1948, director Mervyn Leroy made the version that I watched last night.  

There then followed a TV movie in 1978 that starred Meredith Baxter and Susan Dey, a 1994 version that starred Susan Sarandon and Winona Ryder, and another feature film in 2018 that starred Lea Thompson as Marmee and no one else you've ever heard of.  There was also a short lived TV series that ran for one season in 1978. 

And of course, there was Gerwig's hit film of 2019 that starred Saoirse Ronan and Emma Watson, and I look forward to watching this one once again very soon on my recently purchased Blur-ray.



Finally, a word about Margaret O'Brien, who is still with us at the age of 83.  


She made her first film appearance at the age of four in 1941.  She won an Oscar as Outstanding child Actress in 1944. She is probably best known for her role as Tootie in "Meet Me In St. Louis" (1944), where she costarred with Judy Garland.  


Another Fun Fact: "Met Me In St. Louis" also featured Mary Astor and Leon Ames, both of whom were in 1949's "Little Women" with O'Brien.  They were her parents in both movies.  IMDB lists 77 acting credits for her, the latest one coming in 2018.  Lots of forgettable movies and, of course, the TV roles in shows like "Marcus Welby MD", "Love, American Style", and "Murder, She Wrote."  Like I have often said, all actors want to do is work, and Margaret O'Brien, God bless her, has been working at her craft for close to eighty years.  


Monday, April 13, 2020

Day #27

Cleaning out the Mental In-Box on Day 27 of self-isolation.....

Easter sure was different this year.  We did take in Holy Thursday, Good Friday, and Easter Vigil masses and services from our parish via live streaming on our home devices.  Poor acoustics sort of lessened the impact, but it was a good feeling to take part.  

One thing we avoided was the traffic jams in the church parking lots after Easter Mass due to the presence of all of the "Easter Only" attendees.

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Thanks to the dining services of the Diamond Rub Golf Club, Marilyn and I were able to enjoy a tasty Easter Dinner - roast turkey for Marilyn, leg o' lamb for me - yesterday afternoon.


Many, many thanks to our neighbor Dede, a member of DRGC, who shared the menu with us, placed the order, and made the pick up and delivery for us.  We are very grateful for that.  And, it was delicious!!

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Marilyn and I continue with the almost daily games playing.  So far, our favorites have been Poker's Wild (a board game played with a deck of  cards where you score points by building poker hands - pairs, full houses, straights, etc), and gin rummy.  It has probably been over twenty years since we last played gin, but, hey, any port in a storm, right?  We've been playing for money, too.  A dime point in Poker's Wild, and a penny a point in gin.  It's an effort to rebuild our crumbling 401(k)'s.



We actually saw a touring production of this play in Pittsburgh many years ago that did indeed star Charles Durning and Julie Harris.

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I don't believe that I have mentioned it on these pages, but way back on March 12, we bought a new car.


After seven and a half years and 74,860 miles, we said good-bye to our Chevy Equinox, and bought a new 2020 Chevy Equinox, which you see pictured above.  Why mess with the  good thing that our first Equinox was, we reasoned.  We love the car, but the excitement that one normally feels over such a purchase sure has gotten lost during these Days of COVID-19.  A month later, there is only a little over 200 miles on the new car, and I have only had to buy gas for it once.

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The "27 Days" you see in the title dates back to March 17, which was the last time that we have had company in our home, and that is the yardstick that I am using to measure our days of Self-Isolation.  Since that date, we have ventured out only for doctors' appointments and grocery store trips.

On one of those grocery runs last week, I swung by one of our favorite entertainment places here in our part of the world.


Yep.  The Cinemark North movie theater complex, shut down and with a completely empty parking lot.  It is a desolate site that brings home what we are facing today every bit as much as empty ball parks and shut down schools.

How will the movie going experience be different on the other side of all of this?

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Then there is sports, or rather, the lack of sports.  Despite how badly the Pirates broke my spirits in 2019, what I wouldn't give to be able to head out to PNC Park one of these evenings.  I still read the sports pages, and I wonder how much longer the sports scribes and radio talk-jocks will be able to churn out copy and conversation when nothing is going on.

Well, the NFL Draft is still going to take place, albeit in a highly reduced state.  Thirty-two teams making picks remotely via Zoom.  None of the over the top hypefests of recent years, so at least THAT'S something positive to come out of all of this.  Seriously, I get it that the NFL needs to plan for a 2020 season and move forward, and it does give us something resembling real sports about which to talk, but what with the entire world shut down, am I the only person who finds it a bit unseemly to be vigorously debating the merits of whether or not the Steelers should draft a wide out or an edge rusher when their turn comes around in Round 2?

I also give credit to the Punjabs of Major League Baseball for continually throwing different scenarios against the wall in an effort to come up with some sort of a season in 2020.  If it happens, and that is one mighty big IF in my opinion, it will be a season that will be so radically different from anything that ever came before it that it should be great fun to observe, and also to listen to how the Purists and Traditionalists will drone on about how this is truly the End of Days.

I also laughed at a headline that said that the NHL would still want to finish the "regular season" before beginning Stanley Cup Playoffs when and if they are able to resume play.  Are they kidding?  "Regular seasons" in both the NHL and NBA are done and should not even be considered.  If, and again, that is a mighty big IF, hockey and hoops can resume, it has to go right into Playoff mode, and it should probably be  truncated versions of the traditional playoff structures of the sports.

One already known sports casualty of the COVID-19 shutdown is the XFL.  When they suspended their season a few weeks ago, I mentioned on a Facebook post that this could be a possible killer for the League.  Any momentum that the XFL might have been building would surely be lost as a result of suspending the season.  Last week, the XFL announced that they were done, finished, kaput.

I believe I had that.

Actually, it's easy to make jokes when a sports league fails, especially one that wants to co-exist with the 800 pound gorilla that is the NFL, but it really isn't funny.  The eight teams in the XFL provided employment and advancement opportunities for hundreds of players, coaches, and football executive types, not to mention the people that are employed and earn livings surrounding such ventures - stadium personal, hotels, bars, restaurants, etc.  I may not feel bad when a shyster like Vince McMahon flops.  He'll bounce back and be fine, but all those other people? Not so much.

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So that's it for now.  Stay well, everyone.

Thursday, April 9, 2020

To Absent Friends - Mort Drucker

Mort Drucker
1929 - 2020

Like many people my age, especially males, I spent much of my teenaged years pouring over MAD Magazine every time a new issue was released, and the highlights of these issues were always the TV Shows and Movies Parodies, and over the years 1956 through 2008, 238 of those parodies were illustrated by Mort Drucker, who died earlier this week at the age of 91.  If you have ever read an issue of MAD and enjoyed those fantastic stories, you know just what I am talking about.  

A Confession: To this day I still refer to the great Fred Astaire as "Fred Upstairs" and actor Roddy McDowell as "Roddy McTowell" because for whatever bizarre reasons, those two MAD-isms have stuck with me over all of these years.

A great story from Drucker's obit in the New York Times. 

When MAD did a parody of George Lucas' "The Empire Strikes Back" called "The Empire Strikes Out", Lucasfilms served MAD with a Cease and Desist Order and demanded that all issues of the magazine be recalled.  In its defense, MAD presented the courts with a letter complimenting the story and asking if the writer could be able to purchase Drucker's original artwork from the parody.  The letter writer? None other than George Lucas himself.  Case dismissed.

Lucas also commissioned Drucker to draw the artwork that was used as the poster for his earlier film, "American Graffiti."


Another Drucker illustration called "The Battle for the Senate" appeared on the cover of Time Magazine in 1970 and today hangs in the National Portrait Gallery in Washington.


You can go on Google Images and see many, many of Drucker's pieces for MAD.  I chose to include this one as it depicts the opening panel to MAD's satire of one of my favorite movies, Woody Allen's "Hannah and Her Sisters."  Drucker slipped a drawing of Louise Lasser, Allen's first wife who was not in the film, into the artwork here.


RIP Mort Drucker, a guy who delivered many, many hours of entertainment pleasure.

By the way, a printed out version of this Grandstander post is suitable for framing or wrapping fish.  (Not everybody will get this, but many of you will, I'm sure.)

Monday, April 6, 2020

To Three Absent Friends

Absent Friends galore today.  Two from the world of sports, and one from show biz.


Baseball Hall of Fame member Al Kaline has died at the age of 85.  Kaline played all 22 years (1953-74) of his career with the Detrioit Tigers, and because he played in a time before interleague play and ubiquitous nationally televised games, my only experience of actually seeing Kaline play would be the All-Star Game and an occasional Game of the Week.  His career numbers when prorated over 162 games produced a stat line of .299, 23 HR and 90 RBI.  In his only world Series in 1968, Kaline hit .333 with 2 HR and 8 RBI.


I can only imagine the feelings of long time baseball fans in Detroit today.


Tom Dempsey had an eleven year NFL career with five different teams, but he will forever be remembered for his record setting field goal of 63 yards that he made for the New Orleans Saints in 1970.  It was record that stood for forty-three years.

THE Kick

Born without fingers or toes on his right hand and foot, Dempsey's story is well known, or at least it is among older football fans.  Suffering from dementia these last several years, Dempsy died this weekend, a victim of the Corona Virus.  To my knowledge, he is the first significant America sports figure to succumb to COVID-19.  I fear that he will not be the last.

Finally, British actress Honor Blackman died today at the age of 94.  

Honor Blackman
1925-2015

Miss Blackman had a long and distinguished career in British film, television, and stage, but she will forever be remembered as Pussy Galore, the wondrously named villainess in the 1964 James Bond movie, "Goldfinger."


Did you know that she was the first female star on the British TV show, "The Avengers" before that show crossed the Atlantic to the America with Dianna Rigg?  She played that role for two years on the British telly before she abruptly quit to take on the role for which she is most known in "Goldfinger."  Her acting career consisted of 115 acting credits and spanned the years from 1947 to 2015.

RIP Al Kaline, Tom Dempsey, and Honor Blackman.

Old Movie Time - "The Lady Vanishes" (1979)

Back on March 7, you may recall, I wrote about how I was prompted to watch Alfred Hitchcock's 1938 spy thriller "The Lady Vanishes."  If you don't remember, then allow me to refresh your memory:



Anyway, when searching out information to write about the movie, I learned that "The Lady Vanishes" has been remade a couple of times. In 2013, it was done as a made for TV movie in Great Britain, but the version that interested me was another British version that was made in 1979.  I was able to find it on Amazon Prime, and last night I watched it.


This version was made by a British director named Anthony Page and it starred Cybill Shepherd, Elliott Gould, and Angela Lansbury as the three leads.  I have confessed on these pages that I had a major crush on Cybill Shepherd since my college days.  I still do have that crush, although it is not a "major" as it was back in those days (and yes, my wife is well aware of this).  So I was predisposed to like this one, and I did.  In this version, Shepherd is a "madcap American heiress" and Gould is an American photographer for LIFE Magazine, and Lansbury is the Lady that Vanishes, but other than that, this story pretty much follows the Hitchcock original almost scene for scene.  It included the straight from central casting Brit characters of Caldicott and Charters, and in an a "who-is-that-guy?" moment, the character of Dr. Hartz was played by Herbert Lom, the guy who played Chief Inspector Dreyfuss in all of the Peter Sellers Pink Panther movies.  I won't restate the plot here; you can check that out in the linked article above.

Miss Shepherd certainly not disappoint.  She played the entire movie on a full length, backless gown that was at times breathtaking.   



She was 29 years old at the time this was made, and she was indeed beautiful.  And she did an excellent job playing "madcap."   Miss Shepherd will never be confused with Meryl Streep, but she pulled off this role with some comic timing that was pretty damn good.


Of course, a movie like this brings up the always controversial topic of Remakes of Movies, especially a remake of a "Classic Alfred Hitchcock" film, no less.  Just yesterday, I wrote of how a 2009 remake of the 1974 thriller "The Taking of Pelham One Two Three" was an abomination.  1979's "The Lady Vanishes" is certainly not that.  It is a bit frothier than the original, and it is in color, not black and white (which my friend Dan will appreciate), but it is fast paced and entertaining, and it might serve another important purpose: It might prompt the viewer to seek out and watch the Hitchcock original, and that is never a bad thing.

So, all in all, I rate this at Two and One-half Stars on The Grandstander's always reliable scale.

Sunday, April 5, 2020

Quickie Critical Commentaries

On this, our 19th day of self-isolation (with the exception of doctor visits and trips to the grocery store), I offer for your consideration, three movies and a novel......

"Snowpiercer" (2013).  This movie was directed by  Korean filmmaker  Bong Joon Ho.  After he swept the Oscars this year with his movie "Parasite" (which I enjoyed, btw), and upon the high recommendation of my pal Alan, I sought this one out on Amazon Prime, and watched it last night.  

After a cataclysmic event causes the earth to freeze and all life to become extinct, only a handful of humans survive and do so while residing on some sort of super train that endlessly circles the now frozen earth.  While I can appreciate the filmmaking - depiction of the train and the apocalyptic remains of Planet Earth are pretty neat - this just isn't my kind of movie.  I watched it on our downstairs TV while Mrs. Grandstander remained upstairs.  When it was over and I came back upstairs, she said "From what I could hear that sounded awful."  Pretty much so, I had to agree.

There were some names in the cast - Octavia Spencer and Ed Harris to name two, and the star was Chris Evans, who has gone on to make a name for himself in all those Captain America / Avengers movies.  In this one, he seemed to be trying to do nothing more than make himself a look-alike for U2's The Edge.

Two Stars from The Grandstander.

The next two movies are oldies and came to me courtesy of Turner Classic Movies and my DVR.

Based on and Agatha Christie play and novelette, "Witness for the Prosecution" (1957) was directed by the great Billy Wilder and starred Charles Laughton, Marlene Dietrich, Tyrone Power, and Elsa Lanchester.  Laughton plays distinguished English barrister Sir Wilfred Roberts who is being urged to retire for health reasons. Lanchester is the nurse who is constantly nagging him to slow down, take a nap, get his shots, and stop smoking cigars and drinking brandy, all of which Laughton delightfully ignores.  He is drawn into one last case defending American ex-GI Power against a murder charge, and Dietrich plays his wife, who may or may not be devoted to him.  It's a terrific courtroom drama with a fabulous Christie twist.  Its as nominated for six Oscars including Best Picture, Best Director (Wilder), Best Actor (Laughton), and Best Sporting Actress (Lanchester).  It did not win any Oscars, but that doesn't make it any less enjoyable and fun to watch.

Three and One-Half Stars from The Grandstander.

Based on a novel by John Godey, "The Taking of Pelham One Two Three" (1974) was directed by Joseph Sargent and starred Walter Matthau, Robert Shaw, Martin Balsam, Hector Elizondo, and Jerry Stiller.  It is the story of a ruthless gang of four bandits, led by Shaw, who hijack a New York City subway train and hold it and seventeen passengers for $1 million ransom, and, oh yeah, if the money isn't delivered in one hour, they're going to start killing the hostages.   Matthau is great as the Transit Authority police lieutenant  who must negotiate with head hijacker Shaw.  Matthau plays the dramatic tough guy cop while still being, well, Walter Matthau, and he's great.  He even wears an Irish tweed hat similar to the one I bought for myself when we were in Ireland last year!  Also great in small parts of this movie were actors Lee Wallace, Doris Roberts, and Tony Roberts as the Mayor of New York, his wife, and the Deputy Mayor.

This is always a movie that is brought up when the subject of Remakes of Movies is discussed.  In 2009, someone in Hollywood thought that this movie should be redone, and it was, with Denzel Washington and John Travolta in the Matthau and Shaw roles.  Some remakes of movies are good ("Murder on the Orient Express" comes to mind), some put a different twist on a story that makes it delightful ("His Girl Friday" and "The Front Page), and others are flat out awful.  The 2009 version of Pelham One Two Three was one of them.  My own memory of the remake was the constant and incessant cursing that took place it.  It was terrible.

Stick with the 1974 Walter Matthau version.  It gets Four Stars from The Grandstander.

And for you readers out there....


Alison Thomas is the gorgeous, somewhat snotty, and affluent 18 year old daughter of a Westchester, NY family on a Christmas vacation on the Caribbean island of Saint X (a fictional place for the purposes of this recently released novel).  On the last night of the trip, Alison goes missing, and a few days later, her dead body is recovered.  Two Saint X natives who worked for the high end resort where the Thomases stayed are held and then released for lack of evidence.  

How does such an event affect the lives of those upon whom it touches?  That is the story of this novel. 

The story quickly flashes forward eighteen years, when Claire Thomas, the younger sister who was seven years old when Alison was killed, is now 25, lives and works in New York, and goes by her middle name, Emily, hops into a NYC cab and sees that her driver is Clive, one of the then young men who was arrested for and then released after the death of Alison.  Thus begins the crux of the story as Emily tracks down and develops a relationship of sorts with Clive in an effort to find out THE TRUTH behind her older sister's death.  She also needs to learn just exactly who her sister Alison was, and why her death has shaped who she, Emily, has become.

The story is then told through both Emily's and, to a lesser extent, Clive's point of view, and author Alexis Schaitkin also offers snippets of points of view from some of the people who are a part of this story....the Saint X police chief, a news reporter, other vacationers at the resort at the time of the death,  and a host of others.  It's as really clever device, I thought.  I also thought that the opening chapters, where Schaitkin describes the island and the people who inhabit it, both natives and vacationers, and what lies just below the shiny veneers of these tropical paradises, we're brilliant.  It was what hooked me from the get-go on this book.

The story also touches upon other topics - white privilege and  tabloid journalism, among others - but the most intriguing is the existential question of timing of little events in a person's life when a seemingly minor decision can effect the entire course not only of that person's life, but the lives of countless others with whom they come in contact.  It was those little moments that caused this book to stay with me after I finished it.

There were parts of the story that dragged on a bit too long for me, and might have been a bit superfluous, but I still liked the book and would recommend "Saint X"  to anyone.

Three Stars from The Grandstander.