Vivien Leigh, An Intimate Portrait by Kendra Bean (2013)

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“Her Scarlett O’Hara and Blanche DuBois . . . remain so powerful today because she revealed herself in each of these characters, and in doing so gave us a realistic glimpse into the human condition.”—-Author’s Epilogue

In Kendra Bean’s new semi-biography cum-picture book, Vivien Leigh, An Intimate Portrait, the latest but by no means the last book on Vivien Leigh, the reader is almost immediately confronted by the rather daunting beauty of the actress in a photograph—double-page here—taken in her prime by M-G-M photographer Laszlo Willinger. In the picture is the confident and seductive gaze, but also her most beguiling feature—her eyes, which, if the picture were in color, would show green.

This overwhelming beauty that seduced many a man in any number of ways, belies the almost animal, catlike and sometimes predatory, strength that powered the two halves of her life. The first was the professional half, the struggle, unsuccessful, to top her performance in and the fame of Gone With the Wind; the second was the personal half, the drive, with mixed results, to possess, keep and still love—after the passion had died—the focus of her life, Laurence Olivier.

In her glossy, thick-leafed book, Bean spends only twenty-seven pages—remembering that at least half of those are photographs—on Vivien’s first twenty-five years, a little less than half her life, for this is primarily a picture book, a celebrity coffee table book, and for Vivien real celebrity came at twenty-six. When seven, she told her nine-year-old friend Maureen O’Sullivan that she wanted to be an actress, and at twenty-two her wish began coming true when she created a sensation in her second London play, an English translation of Carl Sternheim’s The Mask of Virtue.

So author Bean quickly makes ready for Vivien’s high points, the signposts of her fame and notoriety.

larry and vivienLying in wait for her future—for good and ill—came this man in her life. Contrary to the assumed belief that she first met Olivier on a movie set, Vivien initially encountered him in the restaurant of the Savoy Hotel, London. Having just seen her in The Mask of Virtue, Olivier was electrified by her beauty, but, as Bean writes, “he confessed to not thinking much of her abilities as an actress at the time.” And this might have been a dark secret in their relationship, an underlying wrinkle never consciously acknowledged, that Olivier’s enormous ego could never regard her as his acting equal, let alone his superior.

Near the end of his life, Olivier still vividly remembered the first sight of her: “Except for seeing her on the stage, it was the first time I ever set eyes on that exquisite face. Yes, she saw me, too. But she was with a young man who looked very much in love, and I supposed that they were, to put it vulgarly, ‘at it.’ ” Vivien was always having affairs, and a point not clearly defined in this book was her nymphomania. Her lover that day at the luncheon table, though she was still married to Herbert Leigh Holman, was John Buckmaster, Gladys Cooper’s son.

vivien leigh fire over englandAbout this time came Fire Over England, the first of the three films Vivien and Olivier would make together. The story line was centered around Flora Robson as Queen Elizabeth I, and Raymond Massey, Leslie Banks and Olivier himself had larger roles that Vivien’s. But producer Alexander Korda sensed the magnetism between his two young stars and played that up in his publicity for the film. This might have been unnecessary, for the magnetism on screen between Vivien and Olivier was quite palpable and, practically overnight, they became the screen lovers of the day, certainly in England.

Strange. As scripted by David Thomson in the 1988 documentary “The Making of a Legend: Gone With the Wind,” David O. Selznick, when viewing Fire Over England during his search for Scarlett, “couldn’t see the fire beneath the Elizabethan costumes.”

Twenty-One Days Together was the second movie the two stars made together—this in 1937, but Korda thought so little of it—and it isn’t a good film—that he withheld its London and American releases until 1940.

Sidewalks of London was Vivien’s last film and Serena Blandish her last play before she left for the U.S., determined to play Scarlett. She had read the book several times and saw herself as the natural and obvious—the only—choice for the strong-minded heroine. “Everybody said I was mad to try for Gone With the Wind,” she said later in 1960, “but I wanted it and I knew I’d get it.” It was only when Selznick met her during the filming of the burning of Atlanta—and saw that first screen test—that he knew he had found his and Margaret Mitchell’s Scarlett.

vivien leigh gwtwTwo weeks after filming began in February, 1939, the director, George Cukor, abruptly withdrew from the movie. The reason has never been clear. Even Cukor admitted years later to be mystified himself, a strange admission for so intelligent a man. Rumor had it that Vivien’s co-star Clark Gable resented this “woman’s director” who was supposedly favoring the ladies, Vivien and Olivia de Havilland, who was playing Melanie. More likely, Selznick was displeased with the slow pace he saw in the rushes and replaced Cukor with his opposite, a “man’s director,” Victor Fleming, and, coincidentally, Gable’s buddy. This change did considerably quicken both the screen’s pace and the amount of filming done per day. Although others directed isolated scenes—Sam Wood and William Cameron Menzies among them—Fleming received sole screen credit. Cukor’s work remained in the film.

With Cukor’s departure, so went any enjoyment Vivien might have had in the filming. A definite consolation was her receiving an Oscar as Best Actress for Scarlett.

After much indignation among critics and movie fans that an English girl had been selected to play a Southern belle, when the results were seen on screen, how Vivien took over the part so convincingly, opinion somersaulted the other way. Following the premiere in Atlanta at the end of 1939, praise came in from all over the world, but author Mitchell seemed to have summed it up better than any long, effusive review. “She is my Scarlett,” she said. What better approval was needed?

hamilton womanJust before filming began on Vivien’s last film with Olivier, That Hamilton Woman, she having been divorced from Holman since February of 1940, the couple eloped and were married in a secret ceremony in Santa Barbara, California, August 30, 1940, two days after Olivier’s own divorce decree from Jill Esmond had become final. Garson Kanin and Katharine Hepburn were best man and maid of honor.

The newlyweds soon returned to England—to London in the middle of an air raid—and began some stage work and doing their bits for the war effort. Vivien’s appearance in George Bernard Shaw’s The Doctor’s Dilemma was a substantial success. Two months after the opening of Thornton Wilder’s The Skin of Our Teeth, shortly after VE Day in May of 1945, she was diagnosed with tuberculosis, which she had had as a child. After a short stay in a London hospital, she spent the rest of her convalescence at the couple’s newly purchased home in Buckinghamshire, a twelfth-century monastery, Notley Abbey.

A year or so later the first symptoms of manic depression, now known as bipolar disorder, began to manifest themselves—mood swings, abusive temper, glaring looks and, of course, acute depression. As far back as 1937, Alec Guinness remembered whispers about her mental health: “I never saw cruelty or coldness in Vivien—even her ambitions and her needs were dealt with charmingly and sweetly . . . She appeared, at a very young age, to turn into a lovely stalk of chalk, and the chipping away had begun, and you were there to see the flaking off.”

After one disastrous film, Caesar and Cleopatra (1945), starring opposite Claude Rains, Vivien made another one three years later, Anna Karenina, opposite the miscast Kieron Moore as her lover Count Vronsky. She could not bear to watch either film.

After a highly successful but physically and emotionally exhausting tour of Australia in 1948, in which three plays, including Richard III, were rotated, the Oliviers returned to England. Georgina Jumel, Vivien’s understudy, recalled that during the tour, “something had cooled between them.” As author Bean writes, “Shortly after their return, she told [Olivier] she was no longer in love with him; that she saw him now as more of a brother than a lover. There was no one else, she explained, and a divorce would not be necessary.”

vivien leigh marlon brandoIt was soon after this that Vivien, always eager to prove herself as a dramatic actress, made what many regarded at the time as both a brave and an unwise choice for her next stage role. She would be another Southern belle, Blanche DuBois, in Tennessee Williams’ A Streetcar Named Desire, directed by Olivier in London. The mentally unstable Blanche was too close a facsimile of Vivien’s own mental condition. Olivier was certainly aware of the parallel but knew as well that once his wife had made up her mind, there was no stopping her, so he gave his full support.

After over three hundred performances—the run extended because Vivien’s doctors insisted she reduce her appearances yet she still had to fulfill her contract—the play closed and Vivien left for New York in August of 1950, Olivier following a week later. On the cross-country train trip to Hollywood, she and director Elia Kazan reviewed the script for a film version of Streetcar. He had directed the Broadway premiere of the play and guided it through its two-year run.

vivien first oscarThe entire Broadway cast, with the exception of Jessica Tandy who had played Blanche, would be retained for the film: Marlon Brando, Kim Hunter and Karl Malden. All would receive Oscars for their roles, except Brando; though nominated for Best Actor, he would lose to Humphrey Bogart for The African Queen. Greer Garson accepted the Best Actress statuette for Vivien, who was in England.

During the on-location filming in Ceylon for her next picture, Elephant Walk, Vivien began a heated love affair with her co-star Peter Finch. Soon after cast and crew returned to Hollywood to finish filming, her out-of-control behavior forced a replacement by Elizabeth Taylor. A total breakdown followed, leading to a harrowing flight to England during which she had to be sedated and, upon arrival, confined to a mental hospital in Surrey.

After Vivien’s recovery, which would only be temporary, and the couple’s return to the London stage in separate plays, the fifty-year-old Olivier fell in love with the twenty-eight-year-old Joan Plowright while they were appearing together in The Entertainer. Vivien and Olivier would be divorced in 1961. “Vivien mourned for what she and Olivier once had,” Bean writes, “rather than what their relationship became in the end. Had he stayed, neither would have been happy, but a significant part of Vivien’s very identity had been bound up with him.”

Since they shared many of the same friends, they remained in contact, often asking how the other was doing, and Olivier would visit whenever she was having a difficult time. Vivien began a relationship with actor Jack Merivale, who was good to her, forcing her to see doctors and even to undergo electric shock treatments whenever he thought them necessary.

romanspring vivien warrenIn 1961, Vivien returned to the screen and, once again, to Tennessee Williams—his novella The Roman Spring of Mrs. Stone. Once again the theme of the work hit close to home: Mrs. Stone is an aging actress, taking up with a gigolo played by Warren Beatty, his second theatrical movie.

Vivien was granted time off from filming to return to Atlanta for the Civil War centennial and another “premiere” of Gone With the Wind. She, Olivia de Havilland and David O. Selznick were the only surviving principal figures from the film; Clark Gable had died four months earlier and Leslie Howard had been killed in 1943 when his passenger plane was shot down by Nazi fighters.

Vivien would appear in several more plays and, in 1965, make her last film, Ship of Fools opposite Lee Marvin and Simone Signoret. Vivien was tactful about not being nominated, though Signoret was, saying, “Oh, I’ve done all that,” meaning the two Oscars she had already been awarded.

vivien ship of foolsIn May of 1967, while appearing in New York in Anton Chekhov’s Ivanov, she had what she thought was the flu: the TB had recurred, and she returned to England, confined to her bed. She died the night of July 7, 1967.

Fortunately, author Kendra Bean omits the somewhat grisly details of Merivale finding Vivien’s body, et cetera. In this abbreviated biography, it is just as well. For a more in-depth study of Vivien Leigh, and for those who want to go beyond what is essentially a picture book, there are a number of well-written biographies—by Anne Edwards, Alexander Walker and, most recently, Hugo Vickers.

“I can’t remember a time in my life when I wasn’t in love with the movies,” Bean writes in her introduction. “As an impressionable teenager, I was struck by the saga of Scarlett O’Hara and I began devouring any literature I could get my hands on that would tell me more about the production and its stars.” The recipient of an MA from King’s College, London, she writes, if not brilliantly, then serviceably, supported by a full bibliography, including the three authors cited. She writes passionately about her subject and conveys well the incandescent magic, both fiery and intangible, that was Vivien Leigh. The author is supposedly the first Leigh biographer to have access to the Olivier Archives, which were released in 1999.

An adequate index is generally a weak feature of books of this kind, but it is inexcusable to omit the central personality. Access to a few points in Vivien’s life might be possible through Olivier’s index, though even it is limited.

vivienLike Bean, Claire Bloom, in her foreword, covers both extremes of Vivien’s dual personality. The two actresses had met during a staging of Jean Giraudoux’s Duel of Angels in 1958, and it was at this time that Vivien heard the first rumors of Olivier’s dalliance with an actress half his age. Vivien called Claire and said that “she was home, in her bath, and had tried to put her head under the water and drown herself.” She wondered if she would come over. Claire found the place full of people and realized there was little she could do.

On the positive side, Claire speaks for the many people who knew Vivien and remember the numerous kind and inspiring qualities of this most elusive of female stars: “She loved those she loved with all her heart, and was loved unequivocally in return. I was lucky enough to have been accepted as a friend. That was no small privilege.”