What’s The Matter With
Kansas-1950s Style?-With Kim Novak
And William Holden’s
“Picnic” (1955) In Mind
DVD Review
By Guest Writer Bartlett
Webber
Picnic, starring Kim
Novak, William Holden, Rosalind Russell, Susan Strasberg, from the play by
William Inge, 1955
Maybe it was the first
scene where Hal, played by William Holden, jumps off the hobo freight train
that set me up to like this film under review, the film adaptation of William
Inge’s play Picnic. Ever since my old
time growing up days in North Adamsville whenever the trains came by and some
dusty local hoboes, tramps or bum (and there are distinctions between them recognized
by the whole wandering nation) or passers-through hopped the skids I have been
entranced by this whole scene. Spent back in Summer of Love days when I (and an
assortment of guys who I hung around with in high school) headed west to see
what was up in San Francisco many a night myself on the rattlers (well-named
when the hours passed and all you heard out in the prairie was that freaking rattling).
So I saw Hal as a wild-eyed spirited forbear.
I set the headline up
the way I did, asking rhetorically what the matter of Kansas was, for a
purpose. No, not today’s more political purpose when many are asking what
happened to convert one of the reddest states in the nation back in the day (“red”
then meaning socialist red) to today’ Republican conservative red but why is
everybody in this film ready to heave-ho the old time prairie small town values
to get the hell to somewhere else (even if only the next town or next state
over).
Here’s the play and you
figure out why, okay? That first scene Hal, the muscular brawny hobo saint who
shows plenty of 1950s “beefsteak” to an appreciative 1950s female audience),
when he lands in this small Podunk town was no accident. He, long weary and
without current prospects, expects an old rich father college buddy, Alan, to
help him out, get him a fresh start. (Hal obviously had been on hard times
since the days when he flunked out of college for lack of study even though he
had had it made as the college football hero.) At first it looked his
reconnection with that college buddy idea was going to get him back on his
feet. But then he spied her. Spied Madge, played by a young and fetching Kim
Novak. Moreover Madge spied him and then the dance of dances began.
All of this taking peeks
got its big workout at the town’s annual Labor Day picnic where Madge, know
universally for her good looks and apparently not much else, was to under
Alan’s guidance be crowned Queen of the May. Hal and Madge are still looking
though as they all, Alan, Hal, Madge, Madge’s brainy younger sister Millie,
played by a young Susan Strasberg, Madge’s mother and an older neighbor woman
head to the picnic and the fun-filled activities that usually go along with
such small town festivities, maybe a big town’s too. Then the night falls and
the stars seem to be aligned. And for anybody who doesn’t get that idea then
you have missed probably the closest thing a 1950s film gets to the act of
intimate sexual attraction, of an explicit sexual scene except unlike now with
clothes on, when to the strains of Moonglow
they dance the dance most of us have all been through.
From there though as can
be expected of a guy like Hal who was all fire and motion things go downhill.
Alan, as expected, was in a rage that Hal stole his girl and put the rich father-friendly
local cops on him for “stealing” his car. Hall gets into a beef with the coppers
so we know why he will be on lam (to next state Tulsa). Millie who is eternally
humiliated for being a “plain jane” compared to big sister Madge swears she is
going to New York and become a great writer once she gets the dust of small town
Kansas out of her system. In a side story an “old maid” schoolteacher, played
by Rosalind Russell, desperate to get married and flee her fate
gets hitched and blows the burg. And Madge? Well Madge despite those golden prospects
with Alan, despite her mother’s admonitions that she can do better than hobo
Hal and with little sister’s blessing blows that small town as well (to next state
Tulsa as well).
See this film if only
for that “dance” scene which will make you sit up and take notice even in today’s
jaded explosive screen sex world. Oh yeah, if you are a guy start practicing
those jazzy hip William Holden dance moves. If a gal check out Kim Novak’s “come
hither” moves that had even an old guy like me thinking funny thoughts.
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