This Day in Film History (Birth of Gregory Peck, Enduring Symbol of Decency)

Apr. 5, 1916—Gregory Peck, one of Hollywood’s most durable and bankable leading men from the Forties to Sixties, who won an Oscar for an iconic role of decency and dignity in To Kill a Mockingbird, was born in La Jolla, Calif.

"We all wished we looked like Greg, and sounded like him," a co-star on three of his films, Anthony Quinn, said. That seems a good place to begin to assess his appeal.

Start with the looks: Tall and rugged enough to get him cast in westerns and action films that called for fight scenes, not to mention romantic comedies and dramas whose actresses practically swooned at the mere memory of him. His leading ladies included Jennifer Jones, Lauren Bacall, Audrey Hepburn, Jean Simmons, Deborah Kerr, Sophia Loren, Ava Gardner, and Angie Dickinson. None seems ever to have uttered a bad word about him.

Then that voice, low and steady enough to get him cast as a paternal or authority figure, but also with something held back, sometimes with great cost, so that when he lets it loose—as maimed Captain Ahab in Moby Dick or the WWII mission leader issuing a sharp command in The Guns of Navarone—the effect can be startling. Had his face never appeared on the big screen, Peck could have carved out a more than serviceable career in radio.

Atticus Finch, the role for which Peck is best known, has come to personify quiet but unflagging courage. The actor only poured everything he had into the lawyer-hero of To Kill a Mockingbird, “all my feelings and everything I'd learned in 46 years of living, about family life and fathers and children. And my feelings about racial justice and inequality and opportunity.” It showed. His principal competition for Best Actor at the 1962 Oscars, Peter O’Toole, had his own signature role with Lawrence of Arabia, but Peck may have had the harder part. After all, how do you humanize someone seemingly perfect?

Peck was the first to admit that in real life, while deeply blessed, he was hardly perfect or without pain. In his early years in Hollywood, he drank too much; his first marriage ended in divorce; a son committed suicide; he briefly walked off the stressful set of The Big Country after one too many quarrels with director William Wyler; and the industry that awarded him a Life Achievement Award from the American Film Institute had left him unemployed for six years before, even though he retained all his old skill and acting prowess. 

Perhaps the disappointment came to form part of his mystique, the one ingredient he needed to convince audiences he was authentically human, even if almost unfairly gifted.

TV Quote of the Day (‘Get Smart,” on ‘Tequila Mockingbird’)

Maxwell Smart (played by Don Adams): [looking at a photograph] “So this is the little devil that cost Conrad Palmeter his life.”

Agent 99 (played by Barbara Feldon): “The millionaire art director? Did he own the Tequila Mockingbird?”

Smart: “Several times. When he was 30, he bought it from a Hindu sailer in the city of Tequila, Mexico. Then 10 years later it was stolen by a Chinese accountant. At the age of 52 Permetta was able to buy it back at an auction in Beirut. Then 10 years later it mysteriously disappeared again. He spent the next 50 years searching for it.”

99: “You said the Mockingbird cost him his life, Max. How did he die?”

Smart: “Old age.”—Get Smart, “Tequila Mockingbird,” Season 4, Episode 17, air date January 18, 1969, teleplay by Chris Hayward and Arne Sultan, directed by Don Adams

The best kind of parody, with not one but two iconic books-into-films satirized: The Maltese Falcon and To Kill a Mockingbird.  I almost fell over when I heard the episode title!

This Day in Film History (‘To Kill a Mockingbird’ Opens)

December 25, 1962—To Kill a Mockingbird, adapted from the Pulitzer Prize-winning bestseller by Harper Lee, premiered in Los Angeles on Christmas Day. More than anything, the date related to Hollywood’s traditional need to open films so that they would be fresh in the minds of members of the Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences as they nominated films for Oscars.

But for many viewers over the years, the timing seemed especially fortuitous. The hero of the novel and film, Atticus Finch, embodied Christian virtues—justice, nonviolence and the Golden Rule.

In the American Film Institute's 2003 listing of the top 100 movie heroes of all time, Finch outranked the likes of Indiana Jones, James Bond, Rick Blaine, Will Kane, Clarice Starling, Rocky Balboa, Ellen Ripley and T.E. Lawrence. You’ll notice that all of these other figures are handy with their guns or fists.

Mockingbird hints that Finch, too, could have been among this company (he does, after all, gun down a rabid dog with one shot, even though he hasn’t picked up a firearm in years). But this Southern attorney makes the list not because of his physical prowess but his moral authority.

So immense and continuous are the idealism and integrity of Atticus that a post by one blogger, Bob Ratcliff of “Think and Believe,” takes issue with the notion that the attorney is a “Christ-like figure.” Atticus doesn’t quite cut it by this standard, he notes, because he is “unceasingly noble.”

Such figures, he notes, generally work best when their embodiment of Martin Luther’s deus absonditus (hidden God) is concealed. Or, as Ratcliff explains more fully in yet another post:

“Usually, Christ figures are not overtly religious, nor are the films in which they appear.  The best Christ figures are flawed and fallen creatures like you and me, and hence don’t represent Christ’s fully loving life. Yet something about their story–often the way they die–mirrors Jesus self-emptying, self-giving love, and this is what makes them Christ figures.”

All excellent points. Still, some aspects of this hero’s life, especially as embodied by Gregory Peck (who, according to this Huffington Post interview with Mary Badham--Atticus’ daughter Scout on film—“was Atticus, there's no two ways about it”), presented several examples of Christ in action:

*Never harm the least of God’s children. Atticus warns his children that it’s a sin to kill a mockingbird because they “don't do one thing but make music for us to enjoy... but sing their hearts out for us.” Or, as Jem puts it: “Atticus says cheating a black man is ten times worse than cheating a white.” Because they are at the bottom of Southern society in every way possible, a crime against African-Americans finds them especially vulnerable.

*Forbearance in the face of ridicule. Atticus knows that he is derided all over Maycomb for defending African-American Tom Robinson on rape charges. But he holds no bitterness toward lifelong neighbors and friends who shun him for his role in the case.

*Nonviolence. Like Christ in Gethsemane, Atticus not only refuses to use force against those who ridicule him or even threaten his life, but forbids its use by those who would defend him. Thus, he makes Scout promise that she won’t get into fights in school over this, despite the “ugly talk” she’s sure to hear.

*Teach children. For many, Christ is at His most approachable when he draws children to Him. Atticus' sense of responsibility to his children is doubled not just because, as a widower, he has no wife to help him, but because he is the primary defense against Scout and Jem absorbing the same false values that define the Jim Crow South. 

*Willingness to endure mob threats. On his way to the Cross, Christ is continually spat on, beaten, and ridiculed. His response: “Forgive them, Father, they know not what they do.” At the jail, an angry mob is ready to do in Atticus himself, not just his client, for a defense that, by the white male Southern code, is an unpardonable offense. But Atticus does not flinch. He is willing to stand alone, as Christ did. Here, the rabid-dog scene becomes a metaphor for fighting the infection of racism. Everybody else hides inside the house. Even the town sheriff, unsure of his own shooting ability, won’t pull the trigger. It is left to Atticus—on the deserted street of a Southern town, and in court—to stand alone against a threat. Indeed, as I noted in a prior post, Atticus' determination to provide a positive example for his children is so fierce that his quiet but firm defiance even puts Jem and Scout in jeopardy when they encounter a lynch mob at the jail, ready to seize Tom Robinson--and Atticus, if he doesn't step aside.

Atticus is based on Harper Lee’s own father, Amasa Coleman Lee, an Alabama attorney, newspaper owner, and state legislator, who had defended two black men who were convicted and hanged. The experience was, evidently, a searing one for him, as he never took on another criminal case.

The lack of emotional complication or moral searching in Atticus that, according to Ratcliff, might have made him more of a “Christ figure” can be best understood in the instance of Amasa Lee, who did not support civil rights for blacks until late in life (and who, on a personal level, was even more personally unbending than Atticus in his refusal to wear weather-appropriate garb on a steamy Southern golf course). 

By contrast, the only hint of a human fault on the part of Atticus in Horton Foote's sensitive screenplay comes in that rabid-dog scene, when, after shooting the animal, he pauses in quiet self-satisfaction, with Peck’s face registering a moment of pride: After all this time, I still have it. (It is difficult, if not impossible, to imagine Rock Hudson--the original studio choice to play Atticus--adding this, or other similar small but telling moments, to his portrayal.)

And yet, the need to create such a moral superhero is all too understandable. Peck’s Atticus was followed four years later onscreen by another lawyer of heroic dimensions: Paul Scofield’s Thomas More, in the adaptation of the Robert Bolt play A Man for All Seasons. 

In one sense, despite being in the more distant time and locale of Tudor England, More is more understandable to most contemporary viewers in his initial refusal to stay silent rather than openly defy the Oath of Supremacy that would make Henry VIII supreme head of the Church in England. The author of Utopia has no desire to be a martyr; it is forced on him.

But Finch and More became heroes of a dark time—the Sixties—when people needed men of intelligence and responsibility against the forces of state-imposed racism and authoritarianism.

Moreover, at a point when the family and organized religion came under assault, they demonstrated that, despite confusion in their own households engendered by their indomitable determination, an upright conscience was the one family birthright that could not be dispensed with.

Quote of the Day (Rick Bragg, on “To Kill a Mockingbird”)

“I began reading Harper Lee’s novel in the skimpy shade of a pine outside my grandmother’s house, fat beagles pressing against me, begging for attention, ignored. At dark, I kept reading, first on the couch, a bologna sandwich in one hand, then in my bed, by the light of a 60-watt bulb hanging from the ceiling on an orange drop cord. When my mother came in from her job as a maid and unplugged my chandelier, I replayed the story in my head until it was crowded out by dreams. I woke the next morning, smelling biscuits, and reached for the book again.”—Pulitzer Prize-winning Southern journalist and memoirist Rick Bragg on To Kill a Mockingbird, in “The Book That Changed My Life,” Reader’s Digest, May 2010

Here’s’ what I really love about this quote:

* what it conveys about a book’s transformative effect, the way it can sweep you out of your grimy reality onto a mental magic carpet ride;

* its reminder of the extraordinarily vivid, bone-deep prose style of Bragg, whose All Over But the Shoutin’ gives such a powerful sense of his Deep South—and the importance of storytelling and family history there—that it should be required reading for aspiring memoirists; and

* the impact made on hundreds of thousands of readers worldwide by Harper Lee’s Pulitzer Prize-winning novel, which made its debut a half-century ago.

Over the last several years, this account of a rape trial in the pre-civil-rights-era South—with a lawyer-hero based on the author’s father--has appeared on several “greatest novels of the 20th century” polls, placing #4 on the Radcliffe Institute’s list of the century’s top novels, #2 on the Brodart poll of the 100 greatest novels of all time as voted by librarians, and #1 in a poll of 2,000 readers conducted by the online retailer Play.com.

Well, you could have practically heard the snorting of critics—who, after the initially favorable but not enthusiastic reviews, paid the book comparatively little mind--each time one of these surveys was released. Truth be told, I’m not sure I’d place the book quite so high on mine. But I’m also certain that the snobbery behind all this criticism is not justified in any way.

You can take the long, long list of other Pulitzer Prize winners for Fiction over the years and apply a simple test: How much of it do you remember? In many cases, I bet you’ll have real trouble recalling characters or incidents. (Even William Faulkner’s posthumous The Reivers doesn’t pass the test.)

Not so with To Kill a Mockingbird, and not merely because of the movie, which gave Gregory Peck the signature role of his career, not to mention his first and only competitive Oscar after four unsuccessful tries.

(The story goes that, when Ms. Lee caught sight of the actor decked out in a Panama hat and three-piece white linen suit, she began crying and said, “My God, he’s got a little pot belly just like my Daddy!” “That’s no pot belly, Harper,” said Peck, “that’s great acting.” It’s easy to imagine Peck saying this wryly, rather than unself-consciously, like the epically pompous Orson Welles.)

In December 1991, Beth Austin wrote a piece in The Washington Monthly, “Pretty Worthless: Whatever Happened to Making Movies That Make a Difference?”, which points out about Robert Mulligan’s sterling movie something that applies equally well to the novel: 

“Because of its apparent conflict between career and family, To Kill a Mockingbird sends a message that today's movies, with their emphasis on quality time, sincere relationships, and parent-child bonding, never approach: A vital part of loving your children--of loving anyone--is living a life they will admire, which can mean risking yourself and even your loved ones to do the right thing.” In other words, Finch’s courage is of the most uncomfortable kind imaginable.

The trial of the African-American Tom Robinson for raping a white woman is, of course, the riveting heart of the book. 

But another part of the novel has also stuck in my memory, 35 years after I read it as a high-school freshman: the story of the sickly elderly neighbor, Mrs. Dubose, who, for a long time, seems to be only a crochety old woman who makes Atticus’ son read to her for two hours every afternoon for a month for breaking the blossoms of her camellia bush.

After her death, Atticus explains that Mrs. Dubose is one of the bravest people he knows, for having struggled, in her last days, to free herself from a terrible morphine addiction. It taught me how little we know growing up about the people in our lives, and of the many surprising things that exist in their hearts that we might otherwise never know.