Iíve long been aware of that legend among croquet players, the 1972 James Ivory film Savages. This remains one of cinemaís few productions in which the game takes the central role. Itís now available to buy on DVD, as part of a box set (the Merchant-Ivory Connoisseur Collection), or to rent online (itís Disc 6 within that set). Sorry to say, itís too much of an acquired taste for me.
And that, in two sentences, probably wraps up every shred of meaning from the film. Ivory has grown into a fine filmmaker, and you can see that talent emerging in Savages. For my money, this was too odd to be fun, and not odd enough to be sufficiently stimulating.
If sophisticated savagery is how other people see croquet, Michael Lehmannís Heathers from 1989 is a further case in point. Thereís little new to say about this movie. As a high school teen comedy, itís top notch. Thereís lashings of croquet action, but itís a good film rather than a great one.
A greater film, and arguably as great as they come, is something of a surprise on this list. Iíd seen Alfred Hitchcockís 1959 masterpiece North by Northwest a dozen times and not noticed the croquet scene. And yet, there it is, tucked away like a Hitchcock cameo, in the first five minutes of the film.
At the point where Cary Grant (the hero) first sees Martin Landau (the baddieís nasty henchman), Ernest Lehmanís script gives us this: ď...A man is playing croquet all by himself in the fading light. His name is Leonard. Later, we will see him at closer range. He is about thirty, but looks much younger, for he has a soft baby-face, large eyes and hair that falls down over his forehead. His attitudes are unmistakably effeminate.Ē
Perhaps so. Croquet was a big feature of Hollywood social life in the 1940s and 50s. In a country with no established class system, the cinema moguls were starting to become the new aristocracy. Croquet became the favoured pursuit of polite society, and its advocates included many of Tinseltownís movers and shakers.
Sam Goldwyn, Daryl Zanuck, the Marx Brothers and Howard Hawks all played regularly. Most notable, in social circles at least, was the director George Cukor. Cukorís croquet parties were famous, and Hitchcock had certainly been on the guest list.
Cukorís own sexuality was no secret, and perhaps the reference in North by Northwest is an in-joke among the Hollywood hierarchy. Maybe Hitch and Lehman had less affectionate regard for Cukor, and genuinely believed croquet was a game only suitable for the effeminate. We can only speculate.
Great croquet moments in history are seldom recorded. Whether Cukorís parties fall into that category or not is moot. That an actual croquet event is committed to film, and in a way that seems to show how it really happened, is something for us to get excited about.
Historical accuracy, for once, failed that perfectionist of cinema, Stanley Kubrick. Barry Lyndon (1975) is, perhaps, his most unjustly neglected film. Based on Thackerayís novel, itís the tale of an 18th century chancer who climbs up European society. This is a movie with everything: beautiful scenery, Leonard Rossiter as a baddie, and a game of croquet. Barry has married well, and his wife has given birth to a son. Father introduces son to croquet at an early age, but itís a long, long time before this could have happened. Dates are uncertain, and not explicit in the narrative, but a fair estimation is that this scene occurs in around 1790, long before the gameís invention. Iím sure that historians with an interest in equipment could place the design of the balls much later still.
That more or less concludes my updated review of croquet on screen. Itís still not good news for our image. Kubrick sees croquet as a game for children. Most other film-makers see it as an expression of elegance and cruelty in equal measure. But one film stands apart, and it gets my vote for the best depiction of croquet in cinema.
My previous discussion on this topic yielded an angry email from a group of Canadian university students, who had rented FW Murnauís 1922 silent shocker Nosferatu, on my recommendation. Several versions of this film exist, and itís the full 90-minute complete special edition you need to watch.
Nosferatu is a cracking film. 83 years on, in grainy black and white, and with no dialogue, it remains a profoundly scary piece of horror. And, if itís just the croquet youíre after, itís got that too. Two people playing croquet, no hidden meanings, no subtexts, just playing in the garden for fun.
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Savages, James Ivory, 1972
This article was published in another form in the English Croquet Gazette and is republished here by permission of the author.
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