Sarris was always gracious to me when we chanced to cross paths over the years, but I met him first on the printed page. That’s where he earned my respect and gratitude for prodding me to think seriously about films for the first time in my life. I tried to express that in an essay I wrote in 2001 for Emanuel Levy’s book-length collection of tributes to Sarris. It may seem a bit naïve, and it’s as much about me as it is its purported subject; I’m reprinting it here because it sums up the reasons this formidable critic lingers in my thoughts today. My condolences go out to his wife, fellow critic Molly Haskell.
by Leonard Maltin
Andrew Sarris helped teach me to think about movies...but he didn't do it in an easy way.
I had gotten the movie bug quite young, and by the time I was twelve I was traveling from my home in New Jersey to the New Yorker Theatre on Broadway and 88th Street in Manhattan on a regular basis. The New Yorker was a haven for movie buffs, and a godsend for a budding one like myself, because it programmed an endless series of great double features from the vast reaches of film history. Upper West Siders like Peter Bogdanovich, William K. Everson, and (I believe) Sarris himself helped theater owner Dan Talbot with ideas and program notes. This was the mid-to-late 1960s, and it was a great period for this quintessential revival theater.
One day I read that someone was opening a movie bookstore around the corner to be called The New Yorker Bookshop. I wandered in on its opening weekend, and there discovered a magazine I'd never seen before: Film Culture. It was, in fact, the issue in which Sarris' manifesto on American cinema was first published. I bought it on the spot. (Having half-naked Busby Berkeley chorus girls on the cover was, I thought, an amusing nod to salesmanship.)
As I started to read the issue, I became confused and angry. Why was Billy Wilder--already a hero of mine--relegated to a section called "Less Than Meets the Eye"? Why was Lewis Milestone a lesser director because he made both a great anti-war movie (All Quiet on the Western Front) and a probing look at war itself (A Walk in the Sun)? And why was Sarris so enthusiastic about filmmakers whose names I barely knew? How could they rate more enthusiasm and approval than, say, Otto Preminger?
Please understand: I was a kid. I was just feeling my way. I was immersed in The Marx Brothers and W.C. Fields, and hadn't yet encountered Sam Fuller or Budd Boetticher.
The first director I ever saw in person (when I was about sixteen) was Rouben Mamoulian. My awareness of filmmaking up to then was superficial. I was so enamored of stars, especially stars of the "golden age," that I seldom thought about writers or directors. Mamoulian changed all that, during a week-long visit to the then-Huntington Hartford Museum, when the notorious Raymond Rohauer presented a retrospective of his work. Mamoulian cut a very impressive figure, especially to my youthful gaze. He had an imperial bearing, and was irresistibly eloquent. (When Rohauer presented him with an award in the form of a bronze sculpture, depicting a sticklike human figure, Mamoulian thanked him for "this emaciated Oscar.") Suddenly, hearing this man talk about the many creative decisions--and mundane problems--involved in making Becky Sharp, or Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, orQueen Christina, or even High, Wide and Handsome, I became aware of the power of that man behind the camera, and how completely he fashioned the finished product on-screen.
And now, I had to contend with Sarris and his argumentative evaluations. (Mamoulian, incidentally, was not exactly dismissed, but pigeonholed with the eccentrics.)
To this young and impressionable film buff, Sarris' writing--and his polemicizing--had a profound effect. It urged me to form my own counter-opinions, and to find a way to express them.
Then, a few short years later, I had occasion to meet Sarris. By this time, I was editing my own film-buff magazine, though still in my teens. We were both scheduled to speak before a conference of schoolteachers in New Jersey, and I did my presentation first, which had something to do with vintage Hollywood short-subjects. I can't remember much about it except that I showed a very funny Joe McDoakes comedy from the 1950s called So You Want to Go to a Nightclub.
What I will never forget is the way Andy picked up on my presentation and wove it into his extemporaneous talk. He cited scenes from the comedy short--bringing up points I hadn't thought of, naturally--and talked most pointedly about the difference between real life and real-life-as-seen-in-movies. He used as a dramatic example an incident everyone in that auditorium knew far too well: the shooting of Lee Harvey Oswald by Jack Ruby. At that time, closer to the events of 1963, everyone had committed that television coverage to memory.
But it took Sarris to point out, to this lay audience, that if a movie director had staged the same event, he would have had "coverage." There would have been shots of Ruby approaching the area, close-ups of Dallas cops reacting, shrieking faces in the crowd, etc. All this may sound obvious, but to us sitting there that day, it wasn't; it was a perfect way to lead us into a deeper discussion of how a director manipulates "reality."
I never had the opportunity to sit in on any of Sarris' classes at Columbia, and I regret that. I have a feeling that he must be a wonderful teacher. He certainly taught me, not only by example, but by prodding me to think on my own, to reach for ideas I otherwise might not have formulated. For that I'll always be grateful. And I suspect I am not the only one who was affected that way by his groundbreaking critical work and directorial research.
What's more, he was right about Fuller and Boetticher...and he's long since apologized in print to Billy Wilder and elevated him to his pantheon of great directors. How can we not admire, respect, and pay homage to this most influential of critics?
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