Boeing Boeing
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John Rich
Jerry Lewis
Tony Curtis
Dany Saval
Christiane Schmidtmer
Suzanna Leigh
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Bernard Lawrence, an American correspondent stationed in Paris, has tricked each of three women into believing she is his fiancée. They are British Vicky Hawkins, German Lise Bruner, and French Jacqueline Grieux. Each of them, stewardesses for their respective national airlines, has a different schedule, enabling Bernard to share his apartment with them one at a time. Bertha, the housekeeper, arranges the apartment into different styles of furniture and food for each of the women. This arrangement is disturbed when the airlines switch to the new powerful jets, enabling the women to spend more time in Paris. Robert Reed, Bernard's friend, arrives in Paris without a hotel room and stays in Bernard's apartment. Robert soon realizes Bernard's trouble and forces him to let him move into the apartment. Both men attempt to keep the women from discovering the arrangement, but after a series of incidents, they give up and flee in a taxi from the angry women. They discover that the driver, a pretty young woman, has two roommates who also drive the taxi on the other two shifts. Bernard begins to make plans for a new arrangement.
Director
John Rich
Cast
Jerry Lewis
Tony Curtis
Dany Saval
Christiane Schmidtmer
Suzanna Leigh
Thelma Ritter
Lomax Study
Françoise Ruggieri
Nai Bonet
Miko Mayama
Crew
Glenn Anderson
John A. Anderson
Edward Anhalt
Lucien Ballard
Richard Batcheller
Sam Comer
Glenita Dineen
Farciot Edouart
Arthur Gaunt
William W. Gray
Charles Grenzbach
Edith Head
Neal Hefti
Howard Joslin
Paul K. Lerpae
Harold Lewis
Warren Low
Nellie Manley
Archie Marshek
Daniel J. Mccauley
Jim Miller
Ray Moyer
Paul Nathan
Martin Pendleton
Hal Pereira
Jack Saper
Sterling Smith
Allan Snyder
Chet Stafford
John Thoney
Walter Tyler
Paul Waddel
Anthony Wade
Marvin Weldon
Wally Westmore
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Boeing Boeing
Tony Curtis was the quintessential romantic rascal of his day, a smooth smart-aleck of a ladies man whose Brooklyn charm is completely American: no discretion, no valor, just unbridled girl-crazy lust that rides roughshod over his conscience. Who else could play brazen American in Paris Bernard Lawrence, a foreign correspondent whose appetites have made him cocky enough to think he can not merely juggle three air hostess girlfriends, but keep them all happy, living in his apartment, convinced that their wedding day is just around the corner, and shuffled through so carefully that they are utterly ignorant of one another?
The part seems tailor-made for Curtis, yet (according to Lewis biographer Shawn Levy) the project was initially purchased by producer Hal Wallis as a Dean Martin vehicle (who turned it down) and then offered to a number of comic actors. When Tony Curtis expressed interest, Wallis had the same problem casting the second lead until he finally offered it to his old "discovery," Jerry Lewis. Wallis had produced all of the Martin and Lewis films but they had not worked together since Visit to a Small Planet (1960) and the parting was not exactly amicable. By 1965, Lewis was focused on developing his own productions and directing many of them, but this project was a good opportunity to play a more sophisticated role in an adult farce and he took it.
Jerry Lewis lets go of the clowning and child-man slapstick of his familiar persona to play old colleague and scheming straight man Robert Reed, a sly rival in love and journalism who lands in Paris and begs for a room in Bernard's flat. Bernard balks, Robert discovers Bernard's cozy set-up when two of his one-and-onlys almost collide, and before you can say "blackmail," Robert has a room and a vow to play along with Bernard's game, but he can't help himself from tossing in a few of his own moves.
The continental dishes are all fantasy stereotypes of an American imagination, walking cultural clichés of European sexual invitations, and their measurements (possibly exaggerated, but certainly enticing) are listed along with their names in the opening credits. There's the German fraulein Lise (Christiane Schmidtmer), aka "Lufthansa," a buxom, blonde Teutonic goddess with a fitness obsession, a taste for sausages and sauerkraut, and a bust size that is the source of constant comment. There's French mademoiselle Jacqueline (Dany Saval), aka "Air France," a squeaky, petite blonde prone to fits and suspicion (all justified considering what's going on behind her back). And there is the sensible British beauty Vicky (Suzanna Leigh), aka "British United," who eats kidneys for breakfast and suggests a maturity beyond the girlish behavior of the others in the ménage-a-quatre.
It's a situation doomed not merely to fail, but to collide and combust in spectacular fashion, and sure enough Bernard's carefully managed timetables are thrown into disarray when each airline upgrades to supersonic jets, which means each morsel of his European smorgasbord ends up back at the apartment at the same time. Like a juggler whose pins all fall to the ground, his carefully calibrated system is in tatters. Much distraction, many half-baked lies, and lots of scooting the girls out of one room and into another is called for.
Venerable Hollywood and stage veteran Thelma Ritter gives one of the final performances of her career as Lawrence's harried housemaid and accessory in all-but-in-name polygamy. It's a familiar part for Ritter, the sardonic domestic dishing wiseacre comments to her boss, but you can see that the sixty-year-old actress' timing is slower and her characteristic flinty spark is dulled. She died of a heart attack a few years later.
Lewis and Curtis were old friends - Lewis was the best man at Curtis' wedding - but there was tension on the set and a star rivalry behind the scenes. "He did everything he could to help me concentrate: step on my feet, mug at me during a serious take," wrote Tony Curtis in his autobiography. "I enjoyed every minute of it. There I was, working with Jerry Lewis, the greatest comedian of our time - and I ate him up alive."
There's an undercurrent of hostility in his praise, and according to Levy, Curtis had no desire to work opposite Lewis. They tried to top one another with their demands for star treatment while shooting in Paris; Lewis, in fact, threw a temper tantrum when the Hotel Madeleine Palace couldn't provide him with deli sandwiches after midnight and moved himself and his whole entourage to the Ritz instead. After returning to Hollywood for the studio shoot, both stars habitually disappeared from the set without warning. To complicate matters, Lewis had recently sustained a skull fracture that caused him chronic and, at times, debilitating pain, his wife had just entered the hospital with a debilitating illness of her own, and he was in a battle with Paramount over the control of his future productions. Lewis couldn't have been more distracted.
As a result, "Wallis wound up closing the set to the press," according to Shawn Levy in King of Comedy: The Life and Art of Jerry Lewis, "to which Curtis responded by taking out ads in the trade papers indicating that the barring of reporters wasn't his doing. Wallis wrote furiously to Joe Hazen, threatening to shut the set and hold Curtis responsible for the cost of the delay: "I am pretty tired of all this nonsense in dealing with these sick people and I do not intend to indulge him in any way." Soon enough, it was Jerry who was drawing the producer's ire with a holdout of his own. On June 10, when Wallis had some four dozen extras sitting around a restaurant set waiting to shoot, Jerry left the studio three hours early with neither warning nor explanation. The next day he didn't show up at all. No one in his office claimed to know where he was. Finally, he turned up in San Diego on his yacht. He hadn't left to annoy Wallis (though he surely felt no qualms about doing so); he was sitting out the most elaborate and expensive days of the production to protest Paramount's increasing pressure on him to give up directing and producing his own films....Boeing, Boeing finally wrapped on June 22 - five days late, quite a bit of it due to Jerry, at an additional cost to Wallis of one hundred thousand dollars."
The director of Boeing, Boeing was John Rich who primarily worked in television and had only helmed a small number of theatrical films including a pair of Elvis Presley musicals (Easy Come, Easy Go [1967], Roustabout [1964]). Boeing, Boeing sticks to a simple TV style, focused on the central apartment set much like a sitcom, dependant on the timing of entrances and exits more than any visual invention. Apart from an airport scramble and a car chase through the streets of Paris, it keeps its stage origins and keeps landing back at the main room of an unaccountably large Paris apartment. Journalism pays unaccountably well for Bernard Lawrence.
The critics praised Lewis for his restraint, perhaps as much out of shock and genuine admiration, and he and Ritter both earned Golden Globe nominations. Boeing, Boeing also marked Lewis' last film for Paramount, his home since his screen debut in My Friend Irma in 1949.
Producer: Hal B. Willis
Director: John Rich
Screenplay: Edward Anhalt; Marc Camoletti (play)
Cinematography: Lucien Ballard
Art Direction: Hal Pereira, Walter Tyler
Music: Neal Hefti
Film Editing: Warren Low, Archie Marshek
Cast: Tony Curtis (Bernard Lawrence), Jerry Lewis (Robert Reed), Dany Saval (Jacqueline Grieux), Christiane Schmidtmer (Lise Bruner), Suzanna Leigh (Vicky Hawkins), Thelma Ritter (Bertha), Lomax Study (Pierre)
C-103m. Letterboxed.
by Sean Axmaker
Boeing Boeing
Boeing Boeing - Jerry Lewis & Tony Curtis in BOEING BOEING
The story is a bedroom farce without sex, just the way they liked to make 'em back in the days of the Production Code, when nice girls didn't, at least not on the screen. The basic sex farce consisted of a prolonged tease that invariably ended up at the altar. Then The Pill came along and changed everything; what was then called premarital sex suddenly became much less risky. And the new era of sexual liberation was soon reflected in the movies. Edward Anhalt's film adaptation of Boeing, Boeing opens up Marc Camoletti's original play but most of the action takes place on one set, a swingin' bachelor pad. Womanizing newspaperman Bernard Lawrence (Tony Curtis) can't keep his girl-hungry colleague Robert Reed (Jerry Lewis, in adult acting mode) from stopping over at his Paris flat. Rob therefore gets a first-hand look at Bernard's fantastic dating arrangement. The playboy juggles three fianceés on a tricky timetable. Vicky Hawkins, Jacqueline Grieux and Lise Bruner (Susannah Leigh, Dany Saval & Christiane Schmidter) are all stewardesses on very set flight schedules. As Bernard explains, he always has one on the ground, one coming in and one off on the other side of the world. He's been very successful at making sure that the three women never meet each other. Robert is flabbergasted by this scheme. Unable to corner even one girlfriend, he immediately moves in on Bernard's harem. But this bachelor's paradise goes haywire when all three stews give Bernard the same bad news: their respective airlines British United, Air France and Lufthansa are changing over to new, faster Boeing aircraft. Their schedules are not unpredictable, and there's no way Bernard can keep their paths from crossing.
I don't imagine that Boeing, Boeing raised very many eyebrows in 1965. It's of the same vintage as the utterly tasteless Bob Hope movie I'll Take Sweden, which even when new played as one long snickering, immature joke about the supposedly sex crazy Swedes. Today the Swedes in the film look sane while the sex-obsessed Americans with their eye-rolling double-entendres come off as morons. The show derives almost all of its comedy mileage from a single burlesque-level humor situation: one fianceé is taking a shower, another is in the kitchen and a third is knocking on the door. How is our oversexed hero going to keep them from discovering each other's existence? Permutations of that setup are repeated for 90 solid minutes. The slim premise is barely enough to flesh out a single Playboy cartoon.
Like the previous Boy's Night Out, Boeing, Boeing obeys the basic rules of the classic Bachelor Pad comedy. Tony Curtis's ambitious Bernard is a clever guy just trying to get some, as they say. Neither he nor Robert are capable of honest behavior with a woman, or as much as a single sincere word. The girls are just there to be lured into the sack. Each seems extremely eager; each appears at least once wearing a sexy nightgown or wrapped in an abbreviated towel. They are of course differentiated only by nationality, which is expressed by choice of diet (kidneys or bratwurst or a soufflé) and insulting stereotypes. The German Lise is a robust and buxom blonde who lectures Robert on the idea that the nude body should not in itself be automatically associated with sex. One joke shows Lise having difficulty doing push-ups because of her large bosom.
Robert and Bernard race madly about the apartment to keep the girls from colliding, an effort that makes the women seem like bimbos in a burlesque act. It's the kind of comedy where one woman dressing in the bedroom cannot hear another woman shouting ten feet away, through just one closed door.
Helping out but not compensating is the talented Thelma Ritter as Bertha, Bernard's harried housekeeper. Bertha fires off smart remarks and mutinous mutterings at all the unreasonable demands made by her employer. She changes the photos in Bernard's picture frames and hides each girl's lingerie from the others. A typical performance highlight is seeing Bertha make shocked faces at the size of Lise's bra. Ms. Ritter has been babysitting as comedy relief for oversexed young couples since the late 1940s. She looks ready to turn in her SAG card.
Making a show like this go the distance without flagging is a tall order, and Curtis and Lewis work themselves into a frenzy. The competent director John Rich spent most of his time directing top TV shows; he'd later gain fame for his contribution to Norman Lear's All in the Family. Curtis has his charmingly insincere cad act down cold, and it's pleasant to see Jerry Lewis so effortlessly holding up his end. As a study of comedy -- what works and what doesn't, Boeing, Boeing is fascinating. The general level of humor will bring back the days of Playboy's party jokes and wink-wink cartoons, only with even less sophistication.
The actual on-screen title is Boeing (707), Boeing (707), and the movie sometimes seems like a grandiose commercial to sell American passenger aircraft overseas. All three major European airlines are apparently overjoyed by Boeing's fast new craft. The stewardesses excitedly quote the new engine thrust data as if describing an oversexed lover. Does Boeing, Boeing represent some kind of early, surreptitious product placement arrangement?
With both leading men still considered top stars, a problem arose when the came time to assign billing on Boeing, Boeing -- neither wanted a credit below the other. The dilemma was solved by designing a main title card that spells out Tony Curtis and Jerry Lewis in a spinning circle around the hub of a jet aircraft engine. Neither name is on top. Poster artwork for the film arranged the star names like an airplane propeller, to the same purpose.
Olive Films' Blu-ray of Boeing, Boeing is a handsome encoding of this brightly colored sex comedy. Skin tones are rich and the bits of Parisian locations we see look great. Cameraman Lucien Ballard isn't called upon to flex his dramatic lighting skills, but he gets the most out of the studio sets. One exterior scene plays out on the raised open-air platforms around the terminals at the Orly Airport. When Tony Curtis meets one of his stewardesses there, we're reminded of the eerie conclusion of La jetée.
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by Glenn Erickson
Boeing Boeing - Jerry Lewis & Tony Curtis in BOEING BOEING
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Filmed in part in Paris. Copyright claimants: Hal B. Wallis and Joseph B. Hazen.
Miscellaneous Notes
Released in United States on Video February 24, 1993
Released in United States Winter December 22, 1965
Based on the play "Boeing-Boeing" by Marc Camoletti that premiered in Paris December 14, 1960.
Released in United States on Video February 24, 1993
Released in United States Winter December 22, 1965