On Christmas day, I could be found at
Film Forum laughing along with the rest of the audience at Howard Hawks’ Ball of Fire (1941).
A
screwball comedy based on Snow White and Seven Dwarfs, the film is set not in a forest but in New York City where eight professors live
and work together in an old brownstone, writing an encyclopedia of
human knowledge. They are on the letter “S” when the youngest professor, Bertram
Potts (Gary Cooper), realizes that his research on slang is out of date. He
roams the city looking for people to make up a research panel and winds up at a nightclub where
Sugarpuss O’Shea (Barbara Stanwyck) is performing with the Gene Krupa Band. Potts is entranced and invites
Sugarpuss to join his panel. At first she declines but changes her
mind when she needs a place to hide from the DA who's looking for her in connection to her mobster boyfriend, Joe Lilac (Dana Andrews). She moves into the house with the professors and
quickly changes their lives.
She and Potts fall in love, and he proposes marriage. The only
problem is that Joe wants her to marry him so she can’t testify against him in court.
Everyone winds up in New Jersey where Potts fights Joe for the woman he loves.
The film’s leads are perfect in their
roles: Barbara Stanwyck was a street-smart New Yorker in real life and looks gorgeous
while Gary Cooper is especially attractive when he's in full fumbling nerd mode (which he plays so
well). They are supported by some of Hollywood’s favourite character actors
including S.Z. Sakall, Henry Travers, Richard Haydn, Leonid Kinskey, and Dan
Duryea. There’s also a great musical performance by Gene Krupa of "Drum Boogie" including a scene where he uses a book of matches to play the drums. The comedy is balanced with some tender
moments and the costumes are glorious (one of Stanwyck’s gowns literally
shines). And then there is the language.
Screwball comedies are noted for their
witty dialogue and this film delivers in spades thanks to a brilliant script by Billy Wilder and Charles Brackett. In the film, Cooper quotes Carl Sandburg who said, "slang is language that takes off it coat, spits on its hands, and gets to work." In this film, the language is working overtime. The erudite
words of the professors are juxtaposed with the slang-filled observations of working class people creating numerous comedic moments.
Early in the film Potts realizes that his
slang research is obsolete when a garbage collector comes into the house to ask
the professors for some help with a “quizzola” he’s filling out for the chance
to win $25. He asks them a question about how Cleopatra died. When they give
him the answer, he expresses his thanks and tells them why it’s important:
Garbage Man: I could use a bundle of
scratch right now on account of I met me a mouse last week.
Potts: Mouse?
Garbage Man: What a pair of gams. A little
in, a little out, and a little more out...
Potts: I am still completely mystified.
Garbage Man: Well, with this dish on me
hands and them giving away 25 smackaroos on that quizzola.
Potts: Smackaroos? What are
smackaroos?
Garbage Man: A smackaroo is a...
Potts: No such word exists.
Garbage Man: Oh, it don't? A smackaroo is
a dollar, pal.
Potts: Well, the accepted vulgarism for a
dollar is a buck.
Garbage Man: The accepted vulgarism for a
smackaroo is a dollar. That goes for a banger, a fish, a buck or a rug.
Potts: Well, what about the mouse?
Garbage Man: The mouse is the dish. That's
what I need the moolah for.
Potts: Moolah?
Garbage Man: Yeah, the dough. We'll be
stepping. Me and this smooch…I mean, the dish, I mean, the mouse. You know, hit
the jiggles for a little rum boogie.
Potts: Please, please, not so fast.
Garbage Man: Brother, we're going to have
some hoytoytoy.
Potts: Hoytoytoy?
Garbage Man: Yeah, and if you want that
one explained, you go ask your papas.
Sugarpuss O’Shea’s language is just as
colourful as the Garbage Man’s, and she’s better looking. Between her delivery
and the gold dress that shows off her midriff and shapely legs, Potts doesn’t
have a chance.
When he first meets Sugarpuss in her
dressing room she tells him, “Okay, scrow, scram, scraw,” and he responds with
delight, “The complete conjugation!”
Sugarpuss also gets some of the best
lines. When she first enters the professors’ library she says, “Hey, who
decorated this place, the mug who shot Lincoln?” And when trying to convince
Potts that she’s getting sick and needs to stay over at the house, she asks him
to check her throat.
Potts: There is possibly a slight rosiness
in the laryngeal region.
Sugarpuss: Slight rosiness? It’s as red as
the Daily Worker and just as sore.
When Potts attempts to kick her out of the
house, he tells her, "Make no mistake, I shall regret the absence of your keen mind. Unfortunately, it is inseparable from an extremely disturbing body." She responds by playing on his sense of duty as a grammarian.
Sugarpuss: There's a lot of words we
haven't caught up with. For instance, do you know what this means, "I'll
get you on the Ameche"?
Potts: No.
Sugarpuss: Of course, you don't. An Ameche
is the telephone. On account of he invented it.
Potts: Oh, no, he didn't.
Sugarpuss: You know, in the movies.
Potts: I see what you mean. Very
interesting.
She finally convinces him to let her stay
when she stands on three of Professor Gurkakoff’s reference books (Potts is
very tall) and shows him what “yum yum” is. The kisses send Potts running out
of the room to apply a cold compress to the back of his neck.
Like when Snow White went to live with
the dwarfs, the other professors are enchanted by Sugarpuss and welcome her
into their lives. They begin dressing smarter to impress her and instead of conducting research, they dance a conga. They also hang on her
every word, trying to understand her world. When the
professors turn the tables on the mobsters and pull guns on them, Professor
Oddly (Richard Haydn) tells them, “I believe…I think it is known as an
“up-stick.” Bless him.
Yet the influence isn’t one-sided. Sugarpuss
comes to realize that not only does she deserve something better in her life but that she’s in love with Potts (or Pottsy as she calls him). He's the opposite of Joe, and she can't seem to believe that she's fallen for him.
“I love those hick shirts he wears with
the boiled cuffs. And the way he always has his vest buttoned wrong. Looks like
a giraffe, and I love him. I love him because he’s the kind of a guy that gets
drunk on a glass of buttermilk. And I love the way he blushes right up over his
ears. I love him because he doesn’t know how to kiss, the jerk.”
The film was a hit with audiences and
garnered six Academy Award nominations including one for Stanwyck for Best
Actress. I think it's one of the best roles she ever played. So if you've never seen Ball of Fire, shove in your clutch and watch it now. Dig me?
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