Hollywood’s Holy Grail

Often cited as one of the worst major studio movies ever made, The Oscar (1966) lives up to its infamous reputation but unlike many films which get tagged as “the world’s worst” and are usually tedious and only intermittently hilarious in small doses such as The Conqueror [1956] or The Swarm [1978], this one is consistently entertaining for its flamboyantly excessive performances, sordid situations and bitchy, mean-spirited dialogue that paints Hollywood as a place where you sell your soul and become an easily disposable product. 

It is certainly not the first film expose of the movie industry – What Price Hollywood? (1932), A Star Is Born [both the 1937 & 1954 versions] and The Bad and the Beautiful [1952] have all done a better job at skewering the business with wit and style. But The Oscar is unique for receiving the endorsement from the Academy of Arts and Sciences to use its trademark image and awards ceremony in the film (the Academy even gets a special citation in the opening credits). The fact that they actually approved the use of their icon and establishment in such a sleazy melodrama boggles the mind and would never happen today when the Academy is so much more controlling of their brand and sensitive to how it is represented. 

Based on a popular novel by Richard Sale, the narrative opens at the Oscar ceremonies as Hymie Kelly (Tony Bennett), a former friend of Best Actor contender Frankie Fane (Stephen Boyd), relates the entire story in flashback of how Fane finally arrived at the prestigious ceremony and what he did to get there. Think of it as a skid row version of All About Eve (1950).

Stephen Boyd plays a feral, reptilian bottom-feeder in the anti-Hollywood trash classic, The Oscar (1966),directed by Russell Rouse.

Fane is one of the most repulsive and loathsome individuals ever created for the screen and Stephen Boyd brings him to vulgar life in what is either his worst performance or a brilliant one which takes all of the worst personality traits of a studio-created superstar and turns them into a hyperactive cartoon caricature of monstrous proportions. “Tearing through the movie like the Tasmanian Devil,” Michael Sauter wrote in The Worst Movies of All Time; Or What Were They Thinking?, Boyd “snarls, sneers, makes sudden menacing gestures, snarls some more, sneers some more, and makes the chords in his neck stick out.” It is one of the most physical performances you’ll ever see with facial tics, exaggerated hand gestures and robotic body movements becoming the clay which Boyd uses to sculpt his masterpiece.

Joseph Cotten (left) is one of many famous Hollywood actors who appear in The Oscar (1966) starring Stephen Boyd as a driven, ruthless actor.

Fane’s rise to fame makes the pulp novels of Harold Robbins and Jacqueline Susann look tame by comparison. We first see him promoting his girlfriend Laurel (Jill St. John) as a stripper in low-rent bars and gin joints in small towns while Hymie collects the cash. Fane quickly moves on from this parasitic relationship after arriving in New York City where his luck improves upon meeting Kay Bergdahl (Elke Sommer), a fashion designer for a ritzy department store. Frankie avidly pursues her and then drops her like a hot potato once he is introduced to Sophie Cantaro (Eleanor Parker), a Hollywood talent scout, at a play rehearsal. In record time, Frankie becomes Sophie’s new discovery, relocates to Los Angeles and quickly begins his ascent to stardom, double-crossing, backstabbing and intimidating everyone who crosses his path. Fane’s lust for fame is so twisted that he even secretly feeds scandalous details about his own past to newspaper reporters, raising the suspicion that one of his fellow Oscar contenders did it to sway the voters. Along for the ride every step of the way is Hymie, his childhood friend turned personal assistant but his real purpose seems to be a human doormat for Frankie.

Stephen Boyd (left) gives his personal assistant Tony Bennett some unpleasant orders in The Oscar (1966).

Cast in the role of Hymie, his first – and last – feature film as a dramatic actor, Tony Bennett was pursued for the part by producer Clarence Greene and director Russell Rouse, two longtime fans of the singer. When they saw him make a television guest appearance on The Andy Williams Show, they both “were struck by an extraordinary warmth and sensitivity which came over on the television screen.” That convinced Greene and Rouse that Bennett had star potential and he was given a screen test, which led to his legendary bad performance in The Oscar.

Egomaniac star Stephen Boyd (left) reads the trade papers while his browbeaten assistant (Tony Bennett) waits for his commands in The Oscar (1966).

The real mystery is why Greene and Rouse would cast Bennett as Hymie if they were struck by his “extraordinary warmth.” Hymie is a complete cipher, the real mystery at the core of the film. While the screenplay (written by Greene, Rouse and Harlan Ellison) establishes the fact that Frankie and Hymie bonded at an early age over impoverished circumstances and dysfunctional families, there is no explanation for Hymie’s unswerving loyalty to Frankie as he witnesses the terrible things he does to others, not to mention his own abusive treatment by the man. Whether intentional or not, Hymie comes across as a born masochist and his lack of self esteem encourages total degradation and humiliation by the sadistic Fane. It’s the perfect master-slave relationship and Hymie ends up looking just as creepy and repulsive as his egomaniac friend.

Hymie Kelly (Tony Bennett) reflects back on the events that led to this infamous night at the Academy Awards in The Oscar (1966).

Bennett plays Hymie with an annoying earnestness that alternates between whining and trite moralizing. His entire body posture appears hunched over and cringing most of the film as if he’s waiting to be kicked like a dog. His big dramatic scene, where he finally tells Frankie off while acknowledging his own self-loathing, results in one of the funnier exit scenes in movies. Bennett, on the verge of a tearful breakdown, pivots away from Frankie and we see him bolt for the door in a sequence that accents his physical awkwardness in the role. It’s as if he’s learning to run for the first time and isn’t quite sure his legs are working properly.

Frankie Fane (Stephen Boyd, center) and Hymie Kelly (Tony Bennett) cower at the threats of a small town sheriff (Broderick Crawford) in The Oscar (1966).

The final embarrassment was probably being singled out as “The Worst Performance by a Popular Singer” in The Golden Turkey Awards by Harry and Michael Medved. So Maybe it’s a good thing Bennett didn’t pursue other dramatic roles after The Oscar because it might have prevented him from recording some of the records that have made him a living legend today. He’s a two-time Emmy award winner, a recipient of the 2005 Kennedy Center honors, was inducted into the Big Band and Jazz Hall of Fame in 1997 and has won 20 Grammy awards including a Lifetime Achievement Award.

Fading actress Sophie Cantaro (Eleanor Powell) rages at the ambitious actor who has just discarded her in The Oscar (1966).

Among the other cast members in The Oscar, Eleanor Parker was singled out the most by critics as giving the best performance as the aging talent scout who is told by one associate, “You’re 42. There are many good minutes for you.” At this stage in her career, Parker was past the leading lady phase by Hollywood standards and was now specializing in supporting character roles such as Stuart Whitman’s alcoholic shrew of a wife in An American Dream (1966) and a wealthy eccentric targeted for murder in Eye of the Cat (1969).

Milton Berle and Eleanor Parker play victims of the egocentric actor Frankie Fane (Stephen Boyd) in The Oscar (1966).

In The Oscar, Parker seizes on the melodramatic nature of her role and tosses off the unintentional camp dialogue with a theatrical flair, especially in one ugly post-coital moment with Fane: “Look at me when you talk to me! I’m not some kind of garbage pail you can slam the lid on and walk away,” to which Fane replies, “I’m going, old lady.” According to Doug McClelland in his biography, Eleanor Parker: Woman of a Thousand Faces, the actress has a special fondness for The Oscar because it was during a publicity tour for the movie that she met her fourth and final husband, Raymond N. Hirsch (He died in 2001, Parker died in 2013).

Elke Sommer (far left), Stephen Boyd, Edie Adams and Ernest Borgnine (second from right) are featured in the camp classic, The Oscar (1966).

Besides Ms. Parker, there are other supporting roles to savor in The Oscar such as Ernest Borgnine as a loud, obnoxious private eye and his tacky, deceptively shrewd ex-wife (Edie Adams), who proves she’s a smarter Hollywood player than Fane. Peter Lawford also pops up in a minor role as a former famous actor now reduced to working as a headwaiter in a restaurant. His presence is a disturbing reminder to Fane of the ephemeral nature of stardom and, in some ways, mirrored Lawford’s own fall from grace in Hollywood. By the time of the film, Lawford had been excluded from the “Rat Pack” by Frank Sinatra after a falling-out and his leading man movie status had transitioned into supporting roles and cameo appearances in TV series like I Spy and The Wild, Wild West.

Frankie Fane (Stephen Boyd, right) and his agent Kappy Kapstetter (Milton Berle) have a poolside confrontation in The Oscar (1966).

The real standout performance in The Oscar though is Milton Berle, delivering a surprisingly sincere, low-key dramatic performance as Fane’s much put-upon and unappreciated agent, Kappy Kapstetter. He gets the last laugh though and dismisses Fane with this poolside putdown: “Have you ever seen a moth smashed against a window….leaves the dust of its wings. You’re like that Frankie. You leave a powder of dirt everywhere you touch.”

Frankie Fane (Stephen Boyd) and Kay Bergdahl (Elke Sommer) during happier times in their relationship in The Oscar (1966).

Most of the dialogue in The Oscar, in fact, is so quotable and beyond cliche that it’s an embarrassment of riches. Take, for example, this exchange between Fane and Kay at their first meeting at a Greenwich Village party:

Kay: “I’m not the kind of woman who uses sex as a release or even as a weapon.”
Frankie: “You always talk like that?
Kay: “I try.”
Frankie: “Do me a favor, will ya and try dropping it with me. I’m not that smart. You free thinkers confuse me.”

A publicity photo of Elke Sommer and Stephen Boyd from The Oscar (1966).

Often the screenplay will reference real movie stars to give the proceedings a sense of legitimacy such as this conversation between Fane and his agent:
Fane: What about that spy thing at Warners?
Kappy: “They signed Dean Martin.”
Fane: “Dean Martin. That part was right for me!”
Kappy: “Look, I’m not trying to hurt you. I’m just trying to wipe away the fog between you and reality.”

Gossip columnist Hedda Hopper (center) makes a cameo appearance as herself in The Oscar (1966).

1966, of course, was the year that Dean Martin starred in The Silencers, the first of a series of Matt Helm spy comedies but The Oscar is full on insider references and in-jokes. Gossip columnist Hedda Hopper appears as herself in the film and so does costume designer Edith Head. At the finale, set at the Academy Awards, Bob Hope appears as the master of ceremonies, just like he was in real life for many years, and Merle Oberon presents the Best Actor Oscar. Among the other contenders mentioned we see Frank Sinatra, with daughter Nancy by his side, and mentions of Richard Burton for “Grapes in Winter” and Burt Lancaster for “The Spanish Armada,” both fictitious films.

Cheryl Barker (Jean Hale) is just as vicious and egocentric as her date Frankie Fane (Stephen Boyd) in The Oscar (1966).

Author Paul Roen noted in his review of The Oscar in High Camp Volume 2, “…the thoroughness with which the book’s abundant gay references have been systematically excluded from the screenplay…in the book he [Fane] was an athletic model, nude photographs of whom appeared on a pack of gay pornographic playing cards…Adding insult to injury, the script perversely and persistently underlines its own heterosexuality. At times this becomes downright obsessive, as when, for example, a group of TV executives discuss Frankie’s potential as the star of a weekly series: “I don’t think we need to worry about Fane being a man.” “He looks like a real man.” “Hell, he’s a man, all right!”

Jill St. John has a brief but memorable supporting role in The Oscar (1966), co-starring Stephen Boyd.

When The Oscar opened theatrically, it was savaged by most critics. TIME: “Even at its awful best, this mindless epic will hardly win anything but booby prizes…The probable Oscar winners: Least Believable Performance by a Supporting Actor: to Singer Tony Bennett, who plays the star’s stooge as though someone had half-persuaded him that a crooner can burst into tears as easily as he bursts into song. Least Performance by an Actor: Stephen Boyd, who literally wrings his hands in moments of crisis. His portrait of a snaky, sniveling contender at the Oscar countdown should be shown exclusively in theatres that have doctors and nurses stationed in the lobby to attend viewers who laugh themselves sick.”

Stephen Boyd (left) in full Tasmanian Devil-mode in The Oscar (1966).

The New York Times called it “Another distressing example of Hollywood fouling its nest – professionally, commercially and especially artistically…Obviously the community doesn’t need enemies so long as it has itself.” And The N.Y. Herald Tribune chimed in with “Heels may get to Hollywood but once there, rest assured, they do not win Oscars. This is the comforting message of The Oscar, a film that should ideally be viewed with your head under a hair drier – in or out of a beauty parlor. Otherwise you run the risk of hearing clearly some of the raunchiest dialogue ever to emanate from big screen – with plot and characters to match.”

Stephen Boyd and Eleanor Parker star in the camp melodrama, The Oscar (1966).

The final irony is that despite The Oscar‘s poor critical reception it did actually receive two Academy Award nominations – one for Best Art Direction-Set Decoration and one for Best Costume Design by Edith Head – though neither won in its category.

Science fiction author and screenwriter Harlan Ellison

Co-screenwriter Harlan Ellison had written several screenplays for TV series like Burke’s Law and The Outer Limits prior to tackling the scenario for The Oscar. It would prove to be his only screenwriting experience for a feature film. Ellison would later describe seeing The Oscar at a Hollywood premiere with an audience: “I practically wept. I saw this film for which I had worked for a year, and people are laughing in the theater and they’re laughing at dramatic moments. And I’m sinking lower and lower and lower in my seat. I remember it as if it were yesterday. I said, ‘This is the end of my feature film career.'”

Frankie Fane (Stephen Boyd) receives a shock at the Academy Awards ceremony in The Oscar (1966).

At one time The Oscar had been available on VHS but the film has never received an official DVD release. The only way to see it was on rare occasions on TV such as Turner Classic Movies which first broadcast it in November 2008. The good news is that KL Studio Classics plans to release the film on Blu-Ray from a brand new 4K master sometime in 2020!

Talent scout Eleanor Parker, studio head Joseph Cotten (center) and Hollywood agent Milton Berle discuss a potential star’s screen test in The Oscar (1966).

Other websites of interest:

https://www.salon.com/2010/03/06/the_oscar/

https://www.theguardian.com/books/2018/jun/29/harlan-ellison-obituary

https://www.hollywoodreporter.com/news/harlan-ellison-dead-volatile-legend-science-fiction-was-84-1062923

 

 

 

 

 

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