Saturday, April 27, 2019

Book Review: The Vegetable, or from President to Postman: A Comedy in Three Acts by F. Scott Fitzgerald (1923)

The original dust jacket of The Vegetable, by F. Scott Fitzgerald, 1923. The cover was designed by the famous Jazz Age illustrator John Held, Jr.


F. Scott Fitzgerald, early 1920's.
F. Scott Fitzgerald is not known as a playwright. However, when he was in high school and college, Fitzgerald wrote four plays for the Elizabethan Dramatic Club in Saint Paul, Minnesota. In addition to writing those four plays, Fitzgerald also acted in them. When he was at Princeton University, Fitzgerald was a member of the Triangle Club, a drama club that wrote and performed satirical musicals. Fitzgerald provided the lyrics for several Triangle Club shows during his college years. However, once Fitzgerald became a professional author in 1919, the only play that he published was a comedy entitled The Vegetable, or from President to postman. 

The Vegetable is a political satire, not the genre you might expect from an author best known for tackling subjects like love, class, status, and money. The title of the play comes from a quotation from “a current magazine.” (Fitzgerald doesn’t specify which one.) “Any man who doesn’t want to get on in the world, to make a million dollars, and maybe even park his toothbrush in the White House, hasn’t got as much to him as a good dog hashe’s nothing more or less than a vegetable.” The “vegetable” in question here is one Jerry Frost, a railroad clerk who does not seek to park his toothbrush in the White House. His wife, Charlotte, is annoyed that Jerry does not have more ambition. In fact, Jerry’s real dream is to be a postman. 

In the first act, Jerry is visited in his home by several charactershis aged father Dada, his sister-in-law Doris, a parody of a flapper, and a bootlegger named Snooks, who fixes Jerry several strong drinks. Jerry then has a dream/hallucination that he becomes President of the United States. 

The second act finds President Jerry Frost dealing with a number of crisesthe state of Idaho wants to impeach him for naming his father Secretary of the Treasury, and the military is eager for war. One of my favorite exchanges in the play is between General Pushinga play on John J. Pershing’s nameand Jerry:

General Pushing: The people are restless and excited. The best thing to keep their minds occupied is a good war. It will leave the country weak and shakenbut docile, Mr. President, docile. Besideswe voted on it, and there you are.
Jerry: Who is it against?
General Pushing: That we have not decided. (p.70) 

At the end of the second act, Jerry is impeached and removed from office. Act three finds us back at the Frost home, however, Jerry has been missing since the evening of his dream/hallucination. As the subtitle of the play indicates, Jerry has become a postman and found true happiness at last. 

Fitzgerald’s concerns about money and class show up during the play. His stage directions describe Doris: “She’s a member of that portion of the middle-class whose girls are just a little bit too proud to work and just a little bit too needy not to.” (p.22) When Jerry is dreaming that he’s President, he learns that Dada has destroyed all of the money in the Treasury. Dada has taken the Biblical adage about rich men getting into heaven to heart, and he believes he has saved the country. That tells us something about Fitzgerald’s own ambivalent relationship to money. 

Most critics of The Vegetable have noted that the first and third acts work well, while the second act is problematic at best. Personally, I think there are problems throughout the play, but I found the second act the most humorous. The second act is what makes the play, as the political satire becomes more pointed. 

The Vegetable satirizes the Babbitt-like mindless boosterism of the 1920’sthe idea that every man should have the drive to want to be President is clearly one that Fitzgerald finds ridiculous. And so he gives us an Everyman as President and it’s a disaster. 

Fitzgerald is also satirizing Warren G. Harding, who was President when Fitzgerald wrote the play. Harding was an affable Babbitt-type from Ohio who had somehow managed to win the presidency. He was regarded as a fairly ordinary and down to earth fellow. Unfortunately, Harding’s administration was about as successful as Jerry Frost’s. In the Teapot Dome scandal it emerged that the Secretary of the Interior had taken bribes from oil companies. Oops! Consequently, Harding is usually at the bottom of rankings of the presidents, hanging out with James Buchanan and Franklin Pierce. 

Fitzgerald’s satire of Harding was a little ahead of its time. The Teapot Dome scandal that exposed the corruption in Harding’s cabinet had yet to fully break at the time The Vegetable was performed. And unfortunately for Fitzgerald, in between the time the play was published in April 1923 and performed in November, Harding died. Thus Fitzgerald was satirizing Harding during the brief window when he was one of the most beloved Presidents in our nation’s history. This isn’t the only reason the play was not successful, but it certainly didn’t help.

Fitzgerald satirizes Harding’s use of language in Jerry’s speech at the end of act two, as he is trying to defend himself from impeachment. Jerry strings together a series of empty patriotic phrases and slogans, a clear parody of Harding’s speeches. In the Introduction to the 1976 paperback reprint of The Vegetable, Charles Scribner III alerts us to another parody of political language. Chief Justice Fossile’s declaration of impeachment is an almost verbatim repeat of the speech given by Congressman George Boutwell of Massachusetts at the impeachment of Andrew Johnson in 1868. (p.xvi) I certainly didn’t catch that reference. 

Fitzgerald’s skill with humor is generally underappreciated. He wasn’t a humorist by any means, but he used irony very skillfully in his work, and there are numerous humorous moments throughout The Vegetable, even if it wasn’t the laugh-a-minute play Fitzgerald envisioned. 

While Fitzgerald was writing the play, he was convinced it was going to be a massive hit. This wasn’t unusual for Fitzgerald, as he was always optimistic about the commercial prospects for his writing. What is striking with The Vegetable is how lofty his hopes were, and how completely the play failed. 

In December of 1921, as he was writing the play, Fitzgerald made a bold prediction to his literary agent Harold Ober, writing in a letter to Ober: “My play is the funniest ever written + will make a fortune.” (As Ever, Scott Fitz, p.32) 

That same month Fitzgerald also wrote much the same thing to Maxwell Perkins, his editor at Scribner’s: “I am writing an awfully funny play that’s going to make me rich forever. It really is. I’m so damned tired of the feeling that I’m living up to my income.” (Correspondence of F. Scott Fitzgerald, p.90) 

Fitzgerald continued his bold predictions in a March 2, 1922 letter to Ober: “I feel that Acts I + III are probably the best pieces of dramatic comedy written in English in the last 5 years.” (As Ever, Scott Fitz, p.39)

When Fitzgerald had finished the initial draft of the play, he wrote to Perkins in August 1922: “It is, I think, the best American comedy to date and undoubtedly the best thing I have ever written.” In this same letter Fitzgerald heaps praise upon “Tarquin of Cheapside” and “The Off-Shore Pirate,” two of his weaker short stories, so maybe he was just feeling especially exuberant that day. As the letter concludes, Fitzgerald badgers Perkins for another advance, and writes “After my play is produced I’ll be rich forever and never have to bother you again.” Fitzgerald was wrong on both accounts, as the play flopped and he continued to borrow against future royalties from both Perkins and Ober. (The Letters of F. Scott Fitzgerald, Edited by Andrew Turnbull, p.180) 

While Fitzgerald’s exuberant enthusiasm for The Vegetable may seem overstated, his Princeton friend Edmund Wilson, on his way to becoming one of the country’s most esteemed literary critics, had similar praise for the play. He wrote Fitzgerald: “As I say, I think that the play as a whole is marvelousno doubt, the best American comedy ever written.” (Some Sort of Epic Grandeur, p.164-5) Wilson’s hyperbolic enthusiasm for The Vegetable might indicate his limitations as a critic of Fitzgerald’s work. 

Throughout 1922 Fitzgerald tried to interest various theatrical producers in The Vegetable, but no one took the bait. I find that surprising, since he was probably at the peak of his popularity at that time, and was one of the hot young American novelists. However, the fact that no one wanted to produce it might also speak to the quality of the play. 

Fitzgerald decided to publish the play as a book first in order to attract a produceran unusual decision. The book of The Vegetable was published on April 27, 1923, in a first printing of 7,650 copies. Sales were not outstanding. As Fitzgerald biographer Matthew J. Bruccoli wrote: “There was only one printing.” (Some Sort of Epic Grandeur, p.176) The book was dedicated to Edmund Wilson and Katherine Tighe, a St. Paul friend who had helped Fitzgerald edit his first novel, This Side of Paradise. 

In a January 1923 note to Maxwell Perkins, Fitzgerald wrote: “To be advertised, it seems to me rather as a book of humor, like the Parody outline of History or Seventeen than like a playbecause of course it is written to be read.” (Dear Scott/Dear Max, p.66) And that’s exactly the problem with the playit’s meant to be read, not performed. Fitzgerald’s copious stage directions are some of the funniest things in the play, but it would be very difficult, if not impossible, to translate them to the stage. 

In November 1923, seven months the book publication, The Vegetable made its stage debut in Atlantic City, New Jersey. It did not go well. In a December 1923 letter Fitzgerald wrote: “My play (The Vegetable) opened in Atlantic City and foundered on the opening night. It did better in subsequent performances, but at present is laid up for repairs.” (Correspondence of F. Scott Fitzgerald, p.138) The Vegetable played for one week in Atlantic City, with Fitzgerald rewriting and revising the script throughout the week, but it did not inspire anyone to produce it on Broadway. 

Fitzgerald uses The Vegetable as a comic motif throughout his 1924 essay “How to Live on $36,000 a Year.” In the essay, Fitzgerald keeps expecting that the play will bring him untold wealth. He writes about the first time he heard the play read by the cast: “I could almost hear the people scrambling for seats, hear the ghostly voices of the movie magnates as they bid against one another for the picture rights.” (A Short Autobiography, p.42) 

Fitzgerald goes on to describe opening night: “It was a colossal frost. People left their seats and walked out; people rustled their programs and talked audibly in bored impatient whispers. After the second act I wanted to stop the show and say it was all a mistake but the actors struggled heroically on.” (A Short Autobiography, p.43) 

Throughout the rest of his life, Fitzgerald was consistently dismissive of The Vegetable. The play is referenced in his letters more often than you might expect, but Fitzgerald never references it with any affection. Fitzgerald was always interested in his writing being discovered by new audiences, but he was continually uninterested in possible productions of The Vegetable, which is very surprising. That could be the key to his true feelings about the playif he thought it was any good, he would have championed it more. 

In a February 1925 letter to Harold Ober Fitzgerald wrote: “The second act was the biggest flop of all on the Atlantic City try outand the whole thing has already cost me about a year + a half of work so I’d rather let it drop. It’s honestly no good. From Feb. 1922 until Nov. 1923 I was almost constantly working + patching the damn thing + I don’t think I could bear to look at it anymore. If I ever change I’ll let you know.” (As Ever, Scott Fitz, p.75) 

By 1929, Fitzgerald didn’t want the play produced at all. In a letter to Ober probably from late May, he wrote about a possible film versionwhich was never produced: “A talkie of Vegetable would be okay with meonly no more stage representations on any account, charity or otherwise. I wouldn’t feel guilty about a talkie.” (As Ever, Scott Fitz, p.135) 

In a February 9, 1934 letter to Ober Fitzgerald was uncharacteristically terse: “Dear Harold: I don’t want ‘The Vegetable’ produced.” That’s the entire text of the letter. (As Ever, Scott Fitz, p.203)

Fitzgerald explained himself in more detail in a letter to Barrett H. Clark, dated October 16, 1936. Clark was a drama critic and the executive director of the Dramatists Play Service. Fitzgerald wrote to him:

“’Vegetable’ reads well, but it simply won’t play, and I would be doing you a disservice and you would be doing an equal disservice to the prospective producers to offer it to them as part of any repertory. It reads well, but there is some difference between the first and second acts that is so disparate that every time a Little Theatre has produced it (and many of them have tried it), it has been a failure in a big way. This is not to say that I do not realize that the thing reads well, or that I am not tremendously grateful for your interest, but simply to say that I can’t give you the permission that you ask.” (Correspondence of F. Scott Fitzgerald, p.456) 

Did he mention that it reads well? I think Fitzgerald knew deep down that The Vegetable clearly wasn’t his best work. Even Matthew J. Bruccoli, Fitzgerald’s most sympathetic biographer, didn’t have much good to say about The Vegetable: “The play is just not very funny, scarcely rising above the level of an undergraduate production. Despite Fitzgerald’s apprenticeship as a playwright, his talent was novelistic, not dramatic. His dialogue is not entertaining, and many of his jokes depend on the stage directions.” (Some Sort of Epic Grandeur, p.165) 

Bruccoli is a perceptive critic about those qualities that made Fitzgerald’s work so brilliant on the page: “much of the effectiveness of Fitzgerald’s stories depends on elements of style and narrative technique that cannot be transferred to the stage. He was a storyteller, relying heavily on tone, language, point of view, and authorial voice. A Fitzgerald story or novel in dramatic form loses many of the qualities that make it a Fitzgerald workas the disappointing movie versions of his novels have demonstrated.” (Some Sort of Epic Grandeur, p.184)

For Fitzgerald fans like me who live in his hometown of Saint Paul, Minnesota, The Vegetable has a couple of interesting connections. When Fitzgerald started writing the play, he and Zelda, and their daughter Scottie, were living on Goodrich Avenue in Saint Paul. In the play, the Frosts live on Osceola Avenue. (p.10) What street is two blocks south of Goodrich? Osceola Avenue, of course! There’s also a reference in the play to Crest Avenue, which is a fictitious street that also appears in Fitzgerald’s short story “The Popular Girl,” and is modeled after Saint Paul’s Summit Avenue. 

After The Vegetable failed, Fitzgerald found himself in debt, and so during the winter of 1923-4 he cranked out ten short stories for magazines. Fitzgerald finished the ten stories by March of 1924, and they earned him the impressive total of $16,450, which would be roughly $200,000 today. (Some Sort of Epic Grandeur, p.185) Earning that much money also bought Fitzgerald time he needed to work on his third novel, which had been put on hold for much of 1923 as he focused on the production of The Vegetable. Fitzgerald’s working title for the novel was Among Ash Heaps and Millionaires. As Scott and Zelda sailed off to Europe in May of 1924, little did he know that his third novel would prove to be one of the greatest American novels of the 20th century: a slim volume titled The Great Gatsby.

Friday, April 19, 2019

An Essay on F. Scott Fitzgerald: Irving Thalberg as the model for Monroe Stahr in The Last Tycoon (1941)


F. Scott Fitzgerald and Sheilah Graham, 1939.


Producer Irving Thalberg and his wife, actress Norma Shearer.
In the last year of his life, F. Scott Fitzgerald was hard at work on a novel about Hollywood. The Last Tycoon wasn’t finished when Fitzgerald died on December 21, 1940, and it was published the following year as an unfinished novel. The titular tycoon of the novel is Monroe Stahr, a movie producer modeled after Irving Thalberg, a producer and executive at MGM. Thalberg famously didn’t take screen credit on his movies, saying that “credit you give yourself isn’t worth having.” Due to a congenital heart disease, Thalberg knew he would be lucky to live to thirty. He rose to be head of production at MGM by the age of 26, and he died in 1936 at the age of 37.

The Last Tycoon focuses on the struggle between Stahr and Pat Brady, another executive at the studio. The conflict between Stahr and Brady was based on the real-life differences between Irving Thalberg and Louis B. Mayer at MGM. In 1933, Mayer emerged victorious in the power struggle, as he stripped Thalberg of his role as head of production. However, Thalberg retained control over his own production unit and was still able to have creative control over the movies he produced. In retrospect, Mayer’s move seems like a pretty desperate power grab, since Thalberg only had three more years to live. But the move consolidated Mayer’s hold on power at MGM. 

Fitzgerald portrays the conflict between Stahr and Brady as the classic battle between art and commerce, which was a conflict that Fitzgerald felt quite intensely throughout his own life. Fitzgerald was always torn between turning out short stories for ready money and writing the serious novels that he felt his reputation would ultimately be judged upon. Fitzgerald biographer Andrew Turnbull wrote that the conflict between Stahr and Brady exemplified the battles of “art versus money, quality versus quantity, the individualist versus the industrialist.” (Scott Fitzgerald, p.306) This also fits in with Fitzgerald’s own romanticismhe saw Stahr as the last relic of a bygone age, and Brady as the technocratic bean-counter who is only interested in the bottom line. Guess which character Fitzgerald identified with more. 

Fitzgerald knew Thalberg a bit from his visits to Hollywood to work as a screenwriter. In 1927, Fitzgerald was working on the script for a movie called Lipstick, which was never produced.  During this trip, Fitzgerald met Thalberg and had an interesting conversation with him in the MGM commissary. Fitzgerald later wrote a memo detailing a story Thalberg told him about a man deciding what route a railroad should take when there were several options that all seemed similar. Thalberg’s point was that the decision was ultimately quite arbitrary, but the person who chose the route had to act as though there was a good reason for their choice. The anecdote was obviously an allegory for the movie business, with Thalberg as the person choosing the railroad route, or making the artistic decisions for the movie. This story found its way into The Last Tycoon, in less detailed form, as the story that Stahr tells the pilot of his plane at the end of the first chapter. Fitzgerald wrote in his memo about this conversation with Thalberg: “I was very much impressed by the shrewdness of what he saidsomething more than shrewdnessby the largeness of what he thought and how he reached it at the age of 26.” (Some Sort of Epic Grandeur, by Matthew J. Bruccoli, p.257) 

In November of 1931, Fitzgerald returned to Hollywood to work on a script rewrite for a picture of Thalberg’s, Red-Headed Woman. MGM paid him $1,200 a week, money that Fitzgerald badly needed to buy time to work on his novelthe long-gestating book that would become Tender Is the Night. Scott left Zelda and their daughter Scottie back in Montgomery, Alabama. He was worried about Zelda’s health, as she had suffered a nervous breakdown in 1930 and had only recently been discharged after 15 months in a clinic in Switzerland. Fitzgerald left Hollywood after finishing the draft of his script in six weeks, although MGM wanted him to stay on for additional rewrites. Fitzgerald’s script was eventually rewritten by Anita Loos. 

It was during this stay in Hollywood that Fitzgerald attended a party at the home of Irving Thalberg and his wife, the actress Norma Shearer. The party provided the material for one of Fitzgerald’s finest short stories, “Crazy Sunday,” published in October, 1932. Several drinks into the afternoon, Fitzgerald performed a satirical song called “Dog” that he had written with Edmund Wilson. His performance went over like a lead balloon. Actor John Gilbert booed Fitzgerald. (Gilbert is referred to in “Crazy Sunday” by his nickname, “The Great Lover.”) It should have been evident to all present that “Dog” was not merely a bad song, but a deliberately bad song:

“Dog, DogI like a good dog
Towser or Bowser or Star
Clean sort of pleasure
A four-footed treasure
And faithful as few humans are!
Here, Pup: put your paw up
Roll over dead like a log!
Larger than a rat!
More faithful than a cat!
Dog! Dog! Dog!”
(Some Sort of Epic Grandeur, p.132-3)

Personally, I find “Dog” quite funny, although it’s certainly not sophisticated humor. The day after the party, Norma Shearer sent Fitzgerald a telegram: “I thought you were one of the most agreeable persons at our tea.” (Some Sort of Epic Grandeur, p.318) In “Crazy Sunday,” the character modeled after Shearer sends a similarly worded telegram. 

After Thalberg’s death in 1936, Fitzgerald wrote an interesting letter to his old Saint Paul friend Oscar Kalman. The letter was written on September 19, 1936, just five days after Thalberg’s death:

“Thalberg’s final collapse is the death of an enemy for me, though I liked the guy enormously. He had an idea that his wife and I were playing around, which was absolute nonsense, but I think even so that he killed the idea of either {Miriam} Hopkins or Fredric March doing Tender is the Night.” (Correspondence of F. Scott Fitzgerald, edited by Matthew J. Bruccoli and Margaret M. Duggan, p.451-2) 

Whoever typed the letter for Scott made some errors, as “Thalberg” is rendered as “Talbert,” and March’s last name is spelled “Marsh.” This is ironic, given Scott’s own issues with spelling, especially of people’s names. 

There’s a lot to unpack in those two sentences about Thalberg. First, there’s the contradiction inherent in calling someone an “enemy” that you liked “enormously.” Nowhere else in his letters or notebooks does Fitzgerald denigrate Thalberg, so the reference to him as an “enemy” is jarring. Nothing else points to their relationship being antagonistic. Perhaps it’s just an indication of where Fitzgerald was in his own lifehis mother died at the beginning of September, 1936, and this letter was written just five days before journalist Michel Mok visited Fitzgerald and wrote a vicious take-down that showed Fitzgerald at his lowest ebb. Mok’s article, titled “The Other Side of Paradise: Scott Fitzgerald, 40, Engulfed in Despair” was published on September 25, 1936 in the New York Evening Post. Once Fitzgerald read the article in print, he swallowed morphine in an unsuccessful suicide attempt. (Turnbull, p.280) 

Moving on to Fitzgerald’s complaint that Thalberg scuttled a movie version of Tender Is the Night, biographer, and leading Fitzgerald scholar Matthew J. Bruccoli writes: “Fitzgerald had made a late-night alcoholic phone call to Thalberg in 1934 offering him the movie rights to Tender.” He then adds in a footnote: “Fitzgerald’s suspicion that Thalberg blocked the movie sale of his book is unsupported.” (Some Sort of Epic Grandeur, p.463) Bruccoli doesn’t offer any source for the “late-night alcoholic phone call” to Thalberg, and it’s not referenced in any other source I encountered, so we just have to take Bruccoli’s word for it. It’s not impossible that the phone call happened, especially given Fitzgerald’s respect for Thalberg. Fitzgerald would have wanted his novel in good hands, and it was well-known that Thalberg liked adapting novels and plays for moviesgetting Thalberg involved in a movie of Tender would ensure that it would be a prestige production. It could be possible that Fitzgerald’s mixed feelings after Thalberg’s death stem from this supposed phone call. Maybe Thalberg told the drunken Fitzgerald to stuff it. Bruccoli makes the point that Miriam Hopkins and Fredric March weren’t under contract to MGM at the time, so it would seem unlikely that Thalberg would have been able to prevent them from doing a movie of Tender. 

Harold Ober, Fitzgerald’s literary agent, wrote to him in December 1934 about his telephone habits:

“I do think it would be better if you would make it a rule not to call up or write editors, and while I am on the subject I think it would be better if you did not call up or write to moving picture executives…You are apt to use the telephone when you are not in your most rational state of mind and when you do call anyone up in that way it only adds to the legend that has always been ready to crop outthat you are never sober.” (Some Sort of Epic Grandeur, p.390) 

So perhaps Fitzgerald did make a drunken phone call to Thalberg, and perhaps Thalberg is the unnamed “moving picture executive” that Ober references. 

Finally, is there any truth behind Thalberg’s jealousy regarding Scott and Norma Shearer? It’s impossible to know for certain, of course. But Shearer and Fitzgerald seem to have been friendly. Her telegram to him after the “Dog” party was a kind gesture. In a letter to his daughter Scottie dated October 8, 1937, Fitzgerald wrote: “Norma Shearer invited me to dinner three times but I couldn’t gounfortunately, as I like her. Maybe she will ask me again.” (The Letters of F. Scott Fitzgerald, edited by Andrew Turnbull, p.31) This shouldn’t necessarily be interpreted as romantic interest on Shearer’s part, but it certainly seems as though she liked Fitzgerald. You wouldn’t go to the trouble of asking someone to dinner three times if you didn’t like them.

Fitzgerald worked as a screenwriter on two of Shearer’s movies after Thalberg diedMarie Antoinette and The Womenbut he didn’t make substantial contributions to either of them and didn’t receive screen credit. 

Found among Fitzgerald’s papers after his death was a draft of an inscription he wrote that he was planning to send to Norma Shearer after The Last Tycoon was completed. He wrote:

“…though the story is purely imaginary perhaps you could see it as an attempt to preserve something of Irving. My own impression shortly recorded but very dazzling in its effect on me, inspired the best part of the character of Stahrthough I have put in some things drawn from of other men and, inevitably, much of myself.” (Some Sort of Epic Grandeur, p.462) 

This again indicates that Fitzgerald felt fondly towards Shearer, as he had the forethought to write an inscription for a novel that wasn’t even half-finished when he died. 

What I suspect is closest to the truth about Shearer and Fitzgerald is that they might have simply been attracted to each other, but never acted upon those feelings. Fitzgerald was entranced by beautiful women, and Norma Shearer certainly fell into that category. Fitzgerald was a very handsome fellow himself, and he could focus like a laser beam on women he liked. Margaret Turnbull, who rented a house on her property to Fitzgerald in the early 1930’s, said of him: “He was the only man I’ve ever known who would ask a woman a direct question about herself…he did seem to care and he always told you plain truths about yourself.” (Zelda, by Nancy Milford, p.258.) Turnbull also said that Fitzgerald “had this extraordinary quality of giving you his undivided attention.” (Fool for Love, by Scott Donaldson, p.191)

Thalberg’s jealousy could also stem from Fitzgerald’s short story “Crazy Sunday.” The story is all about a screenwriter committing adultery with a married actress based pretty clearly on Norma Shearer. The Shearer character, Stella Walker, is married to Miles Calman, and even though he is a director rather than a producer, aspects of his life clearly fit Thalberg’s own. He’s sickly, he’s married to a movie star, and “he had never made a cheap picture though he had sometimes paid heavily for the luxury of making experimental flops.” (The Short Stories of F. Scott Fitzgerald, p.704) We don’t know if Thalberg ever read “Crazy Sunday,” and if he did, what his reaction to the story was. I would imagine that if he read it he was probably less than thrilled by it. In the story, Miles Calman dies in a plane crash, prefiguring the fate of Monroe Stahr. 

Fitzgerald outlined his plans for The Last Tycoon in a September 29, 1939 letter to Kenneth Littauer, the fiction editor at Collier’s magazine. Fitzgerald was hoping to secure an advance from the magazine in order to finish the novel, which the magazine would then serialize. The deal with Collier’s eventually fell through. 

In the letter Fitzgerald reveals Thalberg to be the inspiration for Stahr, writing “Thalberg has always fascinated me. His peculiar charm, his extraordinary good looks, his bountiful success, the tragic end of his great adventure.” (Correspondence of F. Scott Fitzgerald, p.546) “I’ve chosen him for a hero (this has been in my mind for three years) because he is one of the half-dozen men I have known who were built on the grand scale.” (p.549) Fitzgerald’s comment that the idea has been in his mind for three years indicates that the idea would have come to him just after Thalberg’s death. 

Fitzgerald wrote “If one book could ever be ‘like’ another I should say it is more ‘like’ The Great Gatsby than any other of my books.” (p.549) Like Jay Gatsby, Monroe Stahr is a visionary, a dreamer, an outsider who has built himself up into a great man. Whereas Gatsby is trying to win Daisy back, Stahr finds an echo of his past in Kathleen, who looks just like his dead movie star wife. Both books are also narrated in the first person, but by someone who is not the main character. Just as we see Gatsby through the eyes of Nick Carraway, so too we see Stahr through the eyes of Cecilia Brady. A difference between the two novels is that in Tycoon we are privy to scenes that Cecilia herself is not a direct observer of. 

Fitzgerald’s romanticism is on display again in the letter, as he writes: “It is an escape into a lavish, romantic past that perhaps will not come again into our time.” (p.549) Matthew J. Bruccoli writes about Fitzgerald and Stahr: “He saw both his hero and himself as coming at the end of an American historical process and believed there would be no more Stahrs.” (Some Sort of Epic Grandeur, p.464) This fits in with a quote from Fitzgerald’s Notebooks, “I am the last of the novelists for a long time now.” That’s a somewhat melodramatic quote, since there were obviously lots of other novelists still writing at the time Fitzgerald was working on The Last Tycoon. But perhaps what it really meant to Fitzgerald was that he felt as though he was the last romantic novelist, the last one with an attachment to the old world that he felt was slipping away. 

In Paradise Lost, David Brown’s biography of Fitzgerald, he writes that “In creating Stahr, Fitzgerald envisioned one last lofty attempt by an individual to put his aesthetic imprint on an entire civilization.” (p.324) I suspect that Fitzgerald identified with Thalberg/Stahr as a creator of art. Fitzgerald may well have also seen himself as someone who was trying to “put his aesthetic imprint on an entire civilization.”

Wednesday, April 17, 2019

Book Review: The Pocket Essential F. Scott Fitzgerald, by Richard Shephard (2005)

The Pocket Essential F. Scott Fitzgerald, by Richard Shephard (2005) on the Fitzgerald shelf. (Photo by Mark C. Taylor)

Published in 2005, The Pocket Essential F. Scott Fitzgerald, written by Richard Shephard, is meant to be a brief introduction to the author and his work. Just over 150 pages, the book does a good job of providing the reader with an overview of Fitzgerald’s life and work. I’d recommend it for someone who wanted to know more about Fitzgerald, but didn’t want to tackle one of the biographies. If you’re not that familiar with Fitzgerald’s life and work, The Pocket Essential could give you a next step to take. 

Stylistically, Shephard’s run-on sentences are sometimes a challenge to decipher. Whoever edited the book should have caught some of these doozies. It’s obvious from the text that Shephard is an admirer of Fitzgerald scholar and biographer Matthew J. Bruccoli. That’s perfectly fine, as Bruccoli was the leading Fitzgerald scholar, but sometimes Shephard’s prose is a little too close. Here’s Shephard writing about Fitzgerald’s 1935 short story collection:

Taps at Reveille, which was published in March 1935, and received good reviews, but sold relatively poorly, largely because spending $2.50 on a volume of stories was something of an indulgence during the Depression.” (p.94)

Here’s Bruccoli on the same subject:

“As was always the case with Fitzgerald’s story volumes, the reviews were mainly favorable; but a $2.50 book of stories was a luxury item in 1935, and the collection was not reprinted.” (Some Sort of Epic Grandeur, p.391) 

My one other quibble with The Pocket Essential F. Scott Fitzgerald is that it lacks footnotes or endnotes, so it’s hard to tell exactly where the quotes that Shephard is using are coming from. It’s always a pet peeve of mine when non-fiction books don’t use footnotes or endnotes.

Despite those reservations, I would recommend The Pocket Essential F. Scott Fitzgerald for those looking to learn more about this fascinating author.