Author Barbara Angell tells CHERRIE why she loves iconic actress Coral Browne, and her own
adventures in show business.
What attracted you to
Coral Browne such that you wanted to write a biography of her?
I wasn't attracted, it was a
happy accident. In 1991 I was on a visit to my, and Coral Browne's, home
town Melbourne. I was at The Arts Centre in St Kilda Road where my own collection of
memorabilia has been stashed in the Performing Arts
Collection since the mid-70s. While I was there, the then Curator
told me that they'd just taken delivery of the last of the Coral
Browne Collection (Coral having recently died) and it was the
Curator who suggested that I should write Coral's biography.
Of course I knew of Coral from the
20 years I lived and worked in London
and had seen her perform on film and TV but I'd never met her. As Barbara
Jefford said to me of Coral: "We didn’t move in the same circles."
Also, I wasn't a biographer - my writing specialties were comedy
sketches and television comedy-drama. I had a quick look through a
box of Coral's papers, read some very intriguing letters and decided to
have a go at it. Meanwhile someone else heard that I was researching
Coral Browne, and they suggested that I should write another biography.
I got a government grant for that one and, because getting a grant tends
to hold my attention, I wrote that book first and came back to Coral
Browne after the first was published (A Woman's War, ISBN 1741100127,
New Holland, 2003, is now in its second edition and still selling). It was a
good outcome because by then I knew what I was doing with biography.
As you got to know more
about her, what things about her and her life most surprised you and why?
I hadn't realized how sexually
promiscuous she was. How she managed to fit everyone in with her career is a
matter for the Guinness Book of Records. During a pre-London tour Coral walked
into the star dressing room and there was this filthy, moth-eaten couch which
she immediately demanded should be replaced with a new one: "You can't
expect a lady to get herself fucked on that!" I was fascinated to
know why such a glamorous and elegant woman needed to
colour her conversations with obscenities. In those days to use
such words in public was an indictable offence. She was gorgeous, she was
sophisticated - so why did she do it? I got a psychologist friend to look into
it and the answers I came up with were interesting. You can read them for
yourself.
What aspects, if any, of
her personality and her life resonate with your own?
There’s nothing similar in our
personalities apart than the fact that we are both a
bit "grand". Gordon Chater used to send me up: "
... but Barbara is such a lady!" As people, we
are chalk and cheese. Coral was promiscuous, sophisticated, elegant, while
I am something of a hermit and like nothing better than to slop around
bare-footed in comfortable clothes. Coral would never be seen without her
designer clothes and a full make-up - even when she was on her death bed. Me, I
have always loathed costume fittings and I can't stand make-up. I'm
with Elaine Stritch when she says: "Make-up? I hate it
- I need it!"
There is resonance, though, in our
common ambitions to succeed in show business in our different ways. I wanted
nothing else and am still at it after 53 years and still a
workaholic. Coral was a workaholic too but her business choices
were better than mine in that she died a multi-millionaire, and
I won't. I can identify with some of the lousy career choices
Coral made. I mean, who’d turn down the BBC television production of Hamlet
in favour of doing a voice-over in the movie Xanadu? Go figure!
What she needed was a bloody good manager, but I doubt that anyone could have managed
Coral Browne.
My lousiest career choice was exporting
myself to the UK right
through the 70s and 80s just when everything in theatre, film and TV was
happening here in Australia.
There I’d attend casting calls vying with three hundred similar
actresses for the same role, here you’re usually up against no more
than three or four. Mind you, I worked regularly on TV, playing
amongst others David Jason's wife (The Top Secret Life of Edgar Briggs) and
Robert Hardy's mistress (All Creatures Great and Small) and
got tattooed all over for Trevor Eve (Shoestring).
I was one of the millions of
all-singing, all-dancing women of "mature years" who tried
out for Belle Watling in the stage musical of Gone With The Wind - a
role that was eventually given to one of the production team's girlfriends when
they decided that there was nobody in London to
play it. So Joyce Blair, Jacqueline Jones and I went together
to the opening, the three of us having auditioned for
Belle Watling, and gnashed our teeth in the Stalls while
the part (and the musical) got slaughtered. Then I decided to return to Australia at
the end of the 80s, when nobody here was interested in anyone's overseas
experience. How's that for timing! Yes things such as some lousy
choices Coral and I had in common.
In your press release when
talking about the time you were a sex symbol on the Mavis Bramston Show, you
say that you were “living a double life” – what do you mean by this?
Being from Melbourne,
it took me a while to break into the Sydney TV scene although I knew Sydney well from touring with the Tivoli and JC Williamson. Channel 7 brought
me up from Melbourne for three separate guest appearances on Mavis,
then they had me living from week to week in a motel in Epping, not knowing if
I was in next week's show or not (they paid my accommodation), before they
finally put me under contract. I remained with Mavis for a couple of years then, ending up as its
star opposite Ron Frazer. Those who can recall us (everyone is
dropping off the twig) best remember the "little boy and little girl"
characters who used to sit on an oversized park bench and discuss world issues.
Ron and I wrote these pieces as a regular spot for the show. If we
were doing it now, it would be about climate change and the war against
barbarity.
The "sex
symbol" was the media's choice of words, not mine. I'd studied acting
since I was 14 and considered myself to be a proper actress. The "sex
symbol" thing made good copy in TV Week and the other zines and
the studio liked it so I went along with it - but homophobia was so rife
that I'd have been out on my tuchis
in two seconds if they'd known I was gay. My work colleagues, family and
closest friends knew, and were discreet, but I never brought that side of
life to work and in fact I became celibate during my whole contracted time with
Bramston - except for a couple of short flings with blokes (been
there, done that, moved on). My gayness was therefore
not too much of an issue, but it was a strain pretending. Ron
Frazer took me under his wing and I truly loved Ron, so we spent a lot of
time together and the media kind-of accepted us as a couple. That made
them happy and eased the strain.
What are your fondest
memories of those days ie being a sex symbol?
The best of writers used to
write me hot torch songs and sexy send-ups to sing. When they did
something newsworthy I was Jayne Mansfield and Brigitte Bardot (in which
the media publicized that I appeared naked, but I was actually wearing a body
stocking). I became the longest-running female on the show and David
Sale wrote me a great song called You name it, I've done it, but nobody
knows it's me. But Rupert Henderson, who was head of Channel
7, sensed with his infallible journalist's nose that there was something
suss in my closet so “naturally” he didn't like me. He insisted
on cutting the song out of the show in Sydney,
but the guys kept it in for all the other States and there is still a
surviving copy in the National Film and Sound Archive. There is some, but
not much, left of the Ron Frazer/Barbara Angell era of Mavis -
during which time we raised sagging ratings - because Channel 7 in its
vast wisdom used most of our tapes as infill under the tennis
courts.
And the worst?
Given my celibacy, fighting off
the guys and sometimes the girls.
When I emailed to ask if
Pat, your partner, was a man or woman and if you are a lesbian, you didn’t seem
to want to be labelled as such – can you say something about why, and what your
thoughts are on labels like this and all the newer ones coming into use (queer,
pansexual, omnisexual etc)?
There is nothing new about
"queer", which existed when I was a child. I prefer the word
"gay" because it's positive and optimistic. You've got to put me into
my historical context: I was a child in the 1940s and a teen in the 50s and the
only time you heard the word "lesbian" it was spat out
with venom, hatred and disgust - once or twice at me, before I knew what
it meant and certainly before it could be applied to me. It's a pity that
"lesbian" has lost its poetic ancient Greek connotations. Since
the Feminist Revolution it has taken on aggressive political baggage that
I don't care to carry. Other words are just made-up labels. Labels
will exist as long as people feel that they must stick one on something
that has always been, will always be, is part of nature and, as
such, has a reason to be.
Is it fair to say you’ve
shifted from performing to working behind the scenes on teaching scriptwriting?
If so, why?
No, I'm still performing. My last
TV gig was in Love My Way and this old girl is still available
for booking through Bennett Artist Management. I am an award winner at
screenwriting, topping a nationwide competition in Britain for my script Some
Day Man which was subsequently produced by Granada-TSW and got named as
one of the TV highlights if its year. Writing, and teaching writing, has given
me an ongoing and enjoyable fallback position as the years progress
and the acting work lessens, as it always does when a female gets to a
certain age. Can somebody please tell me why the same doesn't happen to
the men? I'm in my final year of a doctorate in Visual and Performing Arts
and I intend to go on writing until I eventually cark it. I'll also keep
performing for as long as someone will hire me.
Are there any female
actors of today who remind you Coral?
No way. These days there's not the
glamour, the poise, the savoir faire or the sheer bugger-everyone
attitude. Cate Blanchett and Nicole Kidman have some of the style
and poise but times have changed. In Coral's day the glamour-mask was
never removed: staying glamorous was a full-time occupation and part
of being an "actress". With her wharfie language combined with the
glamour, Coral Browne was a one-off. Female actors of today are free to be
earthier and they can take off the mask. They also spend a lot more
time studying characterization, researching and working at
realism. In Coral's time, the mask often got in the way of a true
portrayal.
What do you think she
would have thought of The L Word?
Coral is on record as hating the
word "lesbian" and, despite her occasional gay
relationships, she was hypocritical and cruel enough to apply it and
the phrase "fucking dike" to her own step-daughter. There
are negative sides to Coral Browne and that is one of them.
They're in the book.
The Coral Browne Story can be bought at The Bookhop, 207 Oxford Street,
Darlinghurst, Sydney
or direct through www.angellpro.com.au/coralbrowne.htm
price: $35.00
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