In two days, we’ve lost two very different men I consider
American heroes. John McCain lacked for nothing when it came to courage and
valor: brave in wartime, he later bucked political tides in the U.S. and had
the guts to make friends across the aisle. Neil Simon wasn’t called upon for
acts of physical bravery. But in writing 32 Broadway plays and almost as many
screenplays, he increasingly used his comic gifts (not to mention the details
of his own uneasy upbringing) to comment shrewdly on life in 20th century
urban America.
I have a special affection for Neil Simon’s brand of comedy
because over the years it has brought so much joy to my own family. Take, for
instance, The Odd Couple, which
started life in 1965 as a hit Broadway play. This story of a slob and a
neat-freak rooming together after the breakup of their marriages resonated so
strongly with audiences worldwide that in 1968 Simon adapted his script for
film. (This is the rare movie comedy that begins with a serious stab at a
suicide attempt.) Walter Matthau found movie stardom by recreating his Broadway
role as the slovenly Oscar, while Jack Lemmon took on Art Carney’s stage role
as Felix. But what my parents and I loved best was the TV version that took to
the airwaves from 1970 to 1975, starring Jack Klugman and Tony Randall.
Remarkably, Simon’s simple premise led to years of hilarity on this series as
well as several follow-up shows, one of them an animated series involving a
fastidious cat and a sloppy dog.
Screen versions of Neil Simon comedies brought serious
accolades for a number of actors. Maggie Smith won her second Oscar for her hilarious
turn in California Suite. Comic
George Burns, almost 80, nabbed an Oscar and launched a brand-new acting career
as an over-the-hill vaudevillian in The
Sunshine Boys. In 1977, when Simon wrote The Goodbye Girl directly for the screen, I doubt he suspected that this amiable romantic comedy about
another sort of odd-couple living arrangement (between a hard-luck dancer and a
neurotic actor) would garner five Oscar nominations, including Best Picture and
Best Original Screenplay. Perhaps the evening’s biggest surprise was young
Richard Dreyfuss winning the Best Actor statuette over the much more serious
and more celebrated Richard Burton (for Equus),
as well as Marcello Mastroianni, John
Travolta for Saturday Night Fever and
Woody Allen for Annie Hall.
As a chronicler of The
Graduate, I’m particularly interested in the strong link between writer
Neil Simon and director Mike Nichols. Nichols, casting around for a viable
career after partner Elaine May broke up their sketch-comedy act, was asked to
direct a very early Neil Simon play about newlyweds in a New York walk-up.
Under Nichols’ assured direction, Barefoot
in the Park became a palpable
hit, running for 964 performances. On the strength of this play’s success,
Nichols was invited by producer Larry Turman to direct his very first movie, The Graduate. He came quite close to
casting the play’s leading man in the plum role of Benjamin Braddock. Though
Robert Redford ultimately lost out to Dustin Hoffman, his endearing 1967 performance
in the screen version of Barefoot in the
Park (opposite Jane Fonda) helped move him into the bigtime.
One other Graduate connection:
eight years after her slinky and audacious turn as Mrs. Robinson, Anne Bancroft
was cast opposite Jack Lemmon in Simon’s The
Prisoner of Second Avenue, about a laid-off exec driven crazy by life in
New York City. Whodathunk she’d be so convincing as a loyal, loving, thoroughly
frazzled urban wife?
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