Erle Stanley Gardner was displeased by what Hollywood had
done to his most famous character in several films of the 1930s. But he reached
a far more positive verdict about the series Perry Mason, which
premiered this month 60 years ago on CBS. In fact, in the show’s final episode
nine seasons later, the bestselling mystery writer made a cameo appearance as a
judge.
Many would say that Gardner should have been pleased. After all, the astonishingly prolific and bestselling whodunnit writer had formed his own
production company, Paisano Productions, to create the series; each episode had
to go through his hands for approval; and he earned a reputation as a
demanding though grateful creative supervisor.
In the late 1960s and early 1970s, from my boyhood
to tweens, I tried never to miss an episode of the series when the New York
syndicated channel WPIX aired reruns. Raymond Burr, Barbara Hale, William Tallman, William Hopper, and Ray Collins may have been a more familiar cast than any other I could think of then.
At the time, I was simply intrigued by
the question of how lawyer-sleuth Mason would unmask the real killer. All these
years later, I remain fascinated, but for additional reasons.
One is simply that the series is one of the best
examples of television noir, the new
medium’s attempt to graft the stark black-and-white images of the film noir genre spotlighting crime and
punishment. I couldn’t have told you this at the time, but I sensed very dark
things going on in the adult world through all the murders occurring in the
series. Millions of other viewers watched similar images, from the late Fifties
to mid Sixties, in shows like Peter Gunn,
The Twilight Zone, and The Naked City
(which I’ve only started to watch and appreciate now, through season DVD sets).
Several reasons made Perry Mason a particularly
striking example of television noir:
*Innocent
people fell into the clutches of evil week after week, with law enforcement
invariably picking the wrong man or woman, with the real killer often pulling
the strings;
*Double-dealing
femme fatales, almost a requirement of the genre, were a frequent plot
element of the show;
*Actors
familiar from film noir—the likes of Elisha Cook Jr. (the “gunsel” from The Maltese Falcon), Marie Windsor,
Steve Brodie, Marvin Miller and Audrey Totter—appeared as guests;
*
Black and white images, an original limitation of the
first TV sets, lent themselves to stark cinematography by the likes of the
series’ Frank Redman, a 40-year industry veteran who had worked on a number of
B-movie film noirs;
*The
distinctive opening theme music by Fred Steiner, shot through with a
sophisticated urban sensibility,courtesy of swaggering jazz notes, also, through its propulsive piano, evoked a
mood of dark desperation—perfectly appropriate for cases that, at that time in
the U.S., involved the gas chamber. (By the way, the theme is formally known as "Park Avenue Beat"--a bit of an anomaly, given that the series is set in California.)
*One man was
called on, again and again, to make matters right, Mason—the courtroom
version of Philip Marlowe, whose creator, Raymond Chandler, noted that “Down these mean
streets a man must go who is not himself mean, who is neither tarnished nor
afraid. The detective in this kind of story must be such a man. He is the hero,
he is everything. He must be a complete man and a common man and yet an unusual
man.”
Particularly when I watched Season 1 episodes on
DVD, I was struck even more strongly by how, with scripts stretched a bit
longer, an episode could easily have made for a B-movie noir. Consider:
*Outdoor
locations, such as Red's Reef Bar and Grill and Plummer Park in West
Hollywood, were used quite a bit in the first seasons, giving the series an
authentic grittiness (later, to cut costs, such location shooting became somewhat less
frequent—as did Mason’s appearances before full juries, which required paying
12 extras a full day’s salary for not doing anything, and which were reduced
courtesy of preliminary or “evidentiary” hearings);
*Sgt. Holcomb, a ruthless cop—the
kind of officer who invariably threatened to throw the book at private eyes in
film noir—opposed Mason in the Season 1 episode, “The Case of the Fan-Dancer’s
Horse”;
* Mason
himself was less likely to be smooth with police or clients early in the
series, and more willing to employ tricks that barely stayed on the right side
of the law.
I would be remiss in writing about the show without
discussing the part played by Gail Patrick Jackson in its success. An actress in classic 1930s and 1940s films
such as My Man Godfrey (1936), Stage Door (1937), and My Favorite Wife (1940), Jackson—the
wife of Gardner’s literary agent, Cornwell Jackson—impressed the author so much
with her efficiency that he urged her to take on the role of Mason’s devoted
secretary, Della Street. Instead, she turned down this high-profile, on-camera
role for a less conspicuous but more important offscreen one as executive
producer.
Ms. Jackson was the indispensable intermediary
between Gardner on the one hand and the cast, crew, and network “suits” on the
other. “She was a dynamic young woman who not only knew Hollywood inside and
out, but who had purpose, energy, charm, and as indefatigable a devotion to
work as Gardner himself,” observed Dorothy B. Hughes (herself a mystery writer
of great distinction) in her biography of Gardner, The Case of the Real Perry Mason (1978).
Having been sidelined from law school by a screen
test that led to her Hollywood career, Ms. Jackson had enough intelligence and
interest in legal matters to understand the point of view of Gardner (himself a
practicing attorney for two decades before he began writing about Mason). It
was great practice for her job, which involved, as Gardner put it in a letter,
“battling with all sorts of people who are arrogant and conceited, using tact,
ingenuity and stamina…carrying all the responsibility of getting Perry Mason on
the air.”
During the show’s run, Ms. Jackson was the only
female executive producer of a primetime TV series. Modern female "showrunners" such as Marta Kauffman (Friends), Amy Sherman-Palladino (Gilmore Girls) and Shonda Rimes (Scandal) owe her an immense amount for clearing a space for women in the "Mad Men" era.
The influence of the show was widespread. Although it
left audiences with unreal expectations that real killers would be exposed in the
end, it also reminded them that defendants were innocent until proven guilty
and that they had the right to an attorney. And it presented an image of the
U.S. legal system as a place where even the lowliest could obtain justice. One
young listener especially absorbed this message: Sonia Sotomayor, the future
Supreme Court Justice.
At her confirmation hearing in 2009, she recalled an
exchange when Mason consoled D.A. Hamilton Burger for losing a case (something the latter did in all but three cases on the show—and even in two of those, they were
reversed on appeal):
"No, my job as a prosecutor is to do justice, and
justice is served when a guilty man is convicted and an innocent man is
not," she quoted the prosecutor as saying.
"That TV character said something that
motivated my choices in life," Sotomayor recalled.