Stewart and Novak are bewitching in... Bell, Book, and Candle (1958)


Bell, Book, and Candle (yes, I add the extra comma -- I'm all about the Oxford comma) is a special film for me. As I've mentioned here before, my sister can be a tricky customer when it comes to the classics. She really enjoyed Mr. Smith Goes to Washington, but she hated From Here to Eternity. High Society is tops, Philadelphia Story is decidedly not. After watching Bell, Book, and Candle in her theatre class when we were both in high school, she raved about it and I immediately bought it for her for Christmas. (I do this a lot with friends and family who say they like an old movie. I think I'm scared that if they don't watch it consistently, they'll lose their enjoyment of it and I'll have lost yet another classic film convert.)

My first time seeing Bell... was with my sister and I was quickly charmed. Subsequent viewings have only made me adore it even more, so much so that I thought instead of my usual review, I'll just make a list about all of the things I love about this movie. First, we'll start with the basics:


The plot.
Based on a very successful Broadway play by John Van Druten, Bell... is unabashedly offbeat. Kim Novak is Gil, the owner of an art shop and a witch. Like, a literal, magical witch. Gil enjoys her powers, but she is hesitant to use them and she often wonders what it would be like to be normal. Gil's brother Nicky (Jack Lemmon) and their aunt Queenie (Elsa Lanchester), on the other hand, adore their sorcery and use it any chance they get. When publisher Shep Henderson (Jimmy Stewart) moves into the same building as Gil, she becomes intrigued by him, especially when she finds out that his fiancée, Merle, is the woman who tormented her in college. Because she likes Shep and wants to get revenge at the same time, Gil uses her magic to make Shep fall for her -- and unexpectedly finds herself reciprocating his feelings.

In a subplot, Shep becomes the publisher of Sidney Redlitch (Ernie Kovacs), an alcoholic author who believes he is the foremost authority on witchcraft. Tired of operating in the shadows, Nicky helps Redlitch write his latest book, much to Gil's disapproval.


What could have been.
The casting of Novak and Stewart only happened after a few other couples were considered. David O. Selznick actually bought the play rights in 1953 for his wife Jennifer Jones, who would have made a completely convincing sorceress. However, nothing happened with it and Columbia purchased the rights from Selznick in 1956. Producer Julian Blaustein and the man who adapted the play, Daniel Taradash, thought that Rex Harrison and his wife Lilli Palmer should be cast since they were the original stars of the play.


Columbia head Harry Cohn wanted to use studio star Kim Novak, though. Currently at Paramount working on Vertigo, Novak wasn't immediately available and Harrison had to back away due to scheduling conflicts. Blaustein and Taradash then decided that Cary Grant, Grace Kelly, and director Alexander Mackendrick would be an ideal match. That fell through too -- Kelly was married and retired from acting, while Grant and Mackendrick had creative differences with the studio. Columbia's arrangement with Paramount for Novak to be in Vertigo included reciprocity, so Cohn picked her Vertigo co-star Jimmy Stewart.

The costumes.
I've remarked on this blog before that my favorite movie wardrobe belongs to Gingers Rogers in Carefree. I think I can safely say that my second favorite is Novak's in Bell... Lovely capes, great gloves, leopard print that surprisingly doesn't look tacky, wonderful variations of red and pink -- all of Gil's clothes are to die for, and Novak looks simply ravishing in them. It totally makes sense that Jean Louis was nominated for the Academy Award for Best Costume Design.


















The music.
Jazzy scores from 1950's films are one of life's greatest gifts. George Duning's soundtrack doesn't reach the heights of my beloved Henry Mancini, but that's a really high standard if we're being honest. Duning does add some fun touches, though, to emphasize the magical side of the Holroyds, such as when Nicky extinguishes street lamps with his powers.


One of the Holroyds' favorite places is the Zodiac Club, where Nicky plays bongos with the house band. Jazz is really prominent there and there are two interesting performances that happen inside the club. My favorite is when Philippe Clay does his rendition of "Le noyé assassiné," or "The Bored Assassin," a Charles Aznavour-Florence Véran tune that Clay helped popularize. During the same scene, Shep brings Merle to the club after hearing about it from Queenie and Gil. When Merle starts to exhibit what a nasty person she is by bashing the club and Nicky, Gil recalls that when they were in college, Merle was terrified of thunderstorms. She then slyly tells Nicky to play "Stormy Weather" and the resulting frenetic performance almost makes Merle have a nervous breakdown. I like Gil's brand of justice. You can watch the sequence here, including Clay's appearance.


Pyewacket.

Listen, I'm not much of a cat person, but if I ever met one like Pyewacket, maybe I'd change my mind. The cat is beautiful and he seems like a great companion. I love how he reaches up and stretches against Gil, which looks like he's hugging her. My dog actually does the same thing against my legs, especially when she wants picked up. Anyway, Pye is the conduit through which Gil casts her spells and he is also the one who ultimately brings Shep and Gil back together in the end (with a little boost from Queenie).


The supporting players.

Bell... has a fun cast surrounding Stewart and Novak. Hermoine Gingold portrays Bianca De Pass, a witch who charges high prices for her knowledge and cures, which Gil disapproves of. She's definitely Gingold's kind of wacky. Ernie Kovacs plays the author Redlitch, lending his signature deep voice and deadpan expression to the part. Elsa Lanchester is flighty Queenie, who delights in sorcery and doesn't quite understand boundaries. After all, the first time we meet her, she has broken into Shep's apartment and looked through his things. However, the best of the supporting cast is...


Jack Lemmon.
Without even saying a word, Lemmon's introduction cracks me up. Sitting on the stage at the Zodiac while playing his bongos, the look on his face is just hilarious. Lemmon adds a feeling of spontaneity to Nicky, which aligns with Nicky's "live in the moment" attitude. He's like a little kid when it comes to magic. It annoys him that Gil doesn't appreciate it as much as he does and I think he slightly resents her because of this -- her skills are better, but she doesn't even use them. Lemmon keeps Nicky from becoming just the annoying brother by his mere presence. When he is on the screen, there's added vitality and humor.


Novak and Lemmon had worked together before in the comedy Phffft! (1954). The magnificent Judy Holliday played Lemmon's wife in that film, but troubles between the couple cause them to divorce and one of the women Lemmon tries to date to get over Holliday is Novak in a small part. In 1962, she and Lemmon finally played a couple in the marvelous mystery-comedy The Notorious Landlady. You can read my enthusiastic thoughts about that one here. My post also talks about the great friendship Lemmon had with Ernie Kovacs. The year after Bell..., the two men worked with one another in It Happened to Jane with Doris Day. Kovacs was supposed to co-star in The Notorious Landlady as well, but he sadly died in a car accident before he could.

James Wong Howe's cinematography.
A legendary cinematographer, Howe consistently gave us breathtakingly alluring images. After my most recent viewing, I realized that his work on this film is more subtle than you would think, yet dazzling just the same. I think the only truly obvious moment is the blue lighting that he utilized whenever Nicky uses his powers; it doesn't even wash over the whole frame, just over Lemmon and whatever object he is putting a spell on. I'll let the rest of the screenshots speak for themselves:









"Somehow it seemed more like Halloween than Christmas."
Shep says this about the Zodiac Club, but it also pertains to the question of whether Bell... is a movie for Christmas or Halloween. I say both! While it has witches, warlocks, and spells, the film begins on Christmas Eve. One of the first pieces of music you hear is "Jingle Bells" weaved into the opening credits' music; Gil, Nicky, and Queenie exchange gifts beside Gil's fantastically modern Christmas tree; snow blankets New York City, making you want to cozy up by the fire.

It celebrates the weirdos.
When you're in love with long-dead actors and movies that come from at least forty years ago, you're not exactly looked at as "normal," which is completely fine with me. I've always believed that "weird" things are just something you're not used to yet, and I think Bell... embraces that. The people who are wrong in this film are the ones who don't appreciate the unfamiliar. Let's take Merle for an example. She found Gil strange in college because Gil didn't like to wear shoes -- she even got Gil put on probation for it! (Man, what a strict dress code.) Merle also calls Nicky "creepy" because of the eagerness he displays towards playing his bongos. Gil's "Stormy Weather" prank is more than a mean trick; it's a reminder to Merle that she isn't above having her own quirks too.


When Gil tells Shep the truth about who she is and what she's done, he freaks out and suddenly becomes fearful of Gil. What's the old adage? "We're afraid of that which we don't understand"? Shep is able to break Gil's spell over him with a cure from Bianca De Pass, but when we check in on him a few months later, he is irritable and can't stop sniping at his poor secretary. He wouldn't admit it, but he misses Gil. When Queenie sends Pyewacket to his office, all he had to do was put the cat back outside -- he didn't have to take him back to Gil. Once he sees her again, he asks about Queenie with a sense of affection rather than annoyance, which is quite the change since he always seemed to find the woman to be a nutjob.


There's an interesting quote from Gil when Shep asks her to marry him (before he knew she was a witch). She's hesitant to give an answer, mainly because she believes that his feelings are caused by her spell. As she tries to explain why she isn't sure about marriage, she says "I've always lived for and by the special, not the ordinary." When a witch or warlock falls in love, they lose their powers; they're also able to blush and cry. After Shep breaks up with her, Gil realizes she is no longer a witch when tears start to fall down her face after he has left. Queenie is mesmerized by the tears -- she studies them just like Shep studies Bianca De Pass's house. The two worlds really aren't much different, the film seems to be saying.


Stewart and Novak.
Although Vertigo is the more famous and more striking film from Stewart and Novak, it's nice to see them be relaxed and lighthearted in Bell... When they sit by the fire in Vertigo, there is a creepy, foreboding atmosphere. In Bell..., their fireside chat takes place while they snuggle with their bare feet up on the coffee table.

The part of Gil fits Novak so well, too. She is absolutely luminous in this movie as she illustrates Gil's intelligence and warmth. It doesn't hurt that she and Stewart had good chemistry, either. In an interview with the dearly departed Robert Osborne, Novak called Stewart her "favorite person of all time" and remarked that he never acted like the giant movie star that he was. "I can't imagine any person nicer to work with or to be with," she further stated. "I hope he's the first person I see on the other side of those pearly
gates!" May we all be so lucky. It warms my heart to know that Novak had someone as kind and supportive as Stewart in her life, particularly during her tumultuous Hollywood years.

A charming romantic comedy with a delightful cast, Bell... is an enjoyable, visually enticing movie that is really a must for Novak fans, and, I would argue, a must for Lemmon fans as well.



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This is my contribution to the Jack Lemmon Blogathon. Please read the other wonderful tributes to this exquisite actor here.

Comments

  1. I remember being taken completely by surprise the first time I saw Novak in PHFFFT! Didn't expect her at all. She does look dynamite here. Who knew witches were so well dressed?

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    1. Right? She's got to be the best-dressed witch in pop culture. When I first saw Phffft!, I kept expecting her part to get bigger as the movie went on -- then I had to remind myself that she wasn't a star yet, so of course she only has one or two scenes.

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  2. So many aspects of Bell, Book, and Candle (yes, the omission of the revered Oxford annoys me as well) blend together to make the movie a cherished delight. It is one of those whose theme music will drag me in every time.

    You are so right about it being right at the top of the list, or should be, for Jack Lemmon fans. He is a total hoot as Nicky. When he's off screen, you can't wait for his return.

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    1. Definitely. I'm so glad he was given this role. I can't think of anyone in 1958 who could have made Nicky as much fun to watch as Lemmon. While I believe this film is primarily Novak's, Lemmon fans shouldn't dismiss it.

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  3. I still can't believe this came out in the same year as VERTIGO. Kim Novak and James Stewart couldn't be more different. This was a fun film, with a great Jack Lemmon performance too! The cinematography is almost as gorgeous as Kim Novak and Pyewacket should have won best supporting actor!

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    1. So true! That cat is great.

      I actually just rewatched Vertigo this week and it really is interesting that they were filmed one after the other. Tonally and stylistically, they're so different, although they're both about Novak putting some kind of spell on Stewart. It would make for a fascinating double feature.

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  4. I also strong believe in the Oxford comma! This is one movie I have yet to see, but after reading your post and all of the great things about the film, I absolutely must!

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    1. Oh, good! It's such a fun movie. Even if the actual title doesn't include that extra comma. :)

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  5. Kim Novak's wardrobe in this film is fabulous. For some reason, though, I just can't get into this film, and I'm not sure why that is. However, you've persuaded me to give it another shot.

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    1. I could see how this film would be hard to get into. It can be a little inaccessible for some people, but I hope you do give it another try.

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    2. I love George Duning's score and totally agree with you about James Wong Howe's cinematography. And swoon, all of Gil's clothes are beautiful. And you're so right, this movie really is for us weirdos. We're the good kind of weirdos tbh. Also, I think of this movie as a lighthearted version of Vertigo.

      But Michaela, how could you possibly forget to mention Baby Witch Parties?! ;-)

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    3. I forget about that line every time, so it never fails to surprise me/crack me up. You're right -- it should have been a part of my list.

      I would love to do a comparison post on this film and Vertigo someday. I think it could be quite interesting.

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  6. Just stumbled upon this great post! 'Bell, Book and Candle' is probably my all-time favourite film. (I'm all about the Oxford comma as well, but I guess I'm just too OCD to mess with the official title. ;D ) I adore Kim Novak with her smoky, smouldering voice and presence. Hollywood may have had her primed to be the next mega glamour girl, but she was never a ditzy blonde bombshell. She has an enigmatic quality... there always seems to be so much going on behind those eyes of hers. And I love 'The Notorious Landlady' too!

    I'm *totally* a cat person, and while I like all cats, I have a particular fondness for Siamese, thanks to Pyewacket. My own Siamese cat, Phoebe, is 22 years old.

    Thanks for this serendipitous BB&C goodness as I sip my coffee on a Sunday morning in Australia.

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    1. Wow, thanks for this comment! Sorry I didn't reply sooner -- my blog has been rudely marking some people's comments as spam lately.

      You make a good point about Kim Novak. She did manage to escape the dumb blonde stereotype, which I'm sure was through sheer force of will. Columbia and Harry Cohn tried to exploit her, definitely, but thankfully she was able to hold her ground in some ways.

      Another fan of The Notorious Landlady! Yay! We're a rare breed, unfortunately. Hopefully someday that gem will get more notice.

      Thanks so much for reading and kindly leaving a comment! :)

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  7. Great writing about your impressions of the film. My dad loves this film, as well as "I Married a Witch" (1942). I've grown to love it too. The Jazz score is wonderful, and it's probably the quirkiest film of its time, without being over the top silly like some, which I appreciate.

    I'm looking for an English translation of the French song sung at the Zodiac, "Le noyé assassiné," or "The Bored Assassin," by Charles Aznavour-Florence Véran ~ sung by Philippe Clay. Any help would be appreciated. That scene is soo strange, and I watch it in awe every time, wondering what's all being said. I didnt put two and two together before, but he's pantomiming a man, magically sinking to the bottom of the river, which De Pass is describing to her young friend, within earshot of Shep and Merle.

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    1. Thank you! This would make a great double feature with I Married a Witch, a film I've been steadily warming up to with each viewing. They're both such unique, funny movies.

      That scene IS strange! But also mesmerizing. I've tried finding English lyrics myself and have had no luck. The best I could do was put the French lyrics into Google Translate, which is definitely not perfect but you do get the gist. Sorry I couldn't be more helpful!

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    2. Lyrics translation
      All alone at the bottom of the Seine
      I'm starting to get bored
      In vain I struggle
      So I can free myself
      Ten years in the same pose
      I assure you that it is long
      Ever since I broke down
      I scare the fish
      Who leave the camp without remission
      I'm a drowned murdered
      By a guy one wanted
      To my wallet
      I didn't have a dime
      Him to hide his crime
      He threw me into the abyss
      And since then I've been falling apart
      In this mass of water
      I'm a drowned murdered
      I've got a bullet around my neck.
      Keeping me from going up
      Talk about an adventure
      It's been ten years.
      With this I swear to you
      That for a cure, it's a cure
      I who hate water
      Even if I had been flanked
      In a barrel where instead of water
      There was clairet wine
      But no, my flesh becomes soft
      I'm grieving and I'm dying
      The Seine does not carry alcohol
      You who hear me, complain complain
      All drowned murdered
      I lived in my family
      I was a good boy
      I was chasing girls
      To pull up their petticoats
      Alas ! in my retirement
      There is nothing folichon
      Not a cutie
      Just little fish
      Who leave the camp without remission
      I'm a drowned murdered
      By a guy who wanted it
      To my wallet
      Pushed by this scoundrel
      Here I go.
      In the water that bubbles
      And here I am ridiculous
      With my punctured area
      I'm a drowned murdered
      I've got a bullet around my neck.
      Keeping me from going up
      You're talking about a story
      In this huge tub
      I only have troubles
      Me who ate without drinking
      Now I drink without eating
      Sometimes useless hooks
      Believing fish come to lodge
      In the bottom of my pants
      Or a grass one can be too fine
      Colloquially, roughly
      Come and lodge in my nostrils
      You who hear me, complain, complain
      All drowned murdered
      I'm a drowned murdered
      Who would like to insert
      In coupled ads
      This little thing
      In verse rather than in prose
      I'll start the thing
      Simply by, for cause
      For cause of departure
      I'm a drowned murdered
      Who would willingly give in
      To a desperate
      Without a second of waiting
      Exorbitant recovery
      A charming retreat
      Where there is running water
      In a world apart
      A corner that will please you
      Very removed where you will be
      Really happy to die
      And me so on my side
      I could say
      Instead of dying
      Happy to be resurrected
      If you envy me
      Come replace me
      In the field of drowned
      Come

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    3. Lyrics
      Tout seul au fond de la Seine
      Je commence à m’ennuyer
      En vain je me démène
      Pour pouvoir me libérer
      Dix ans dans la même pose
      Je vous assure que c’est long
      Depuis que je me décompose
      Je fais peur aux poissons
      Qui fichent le camp sans rémission
      Je suis un noyé assassiné
      Par un gars qu’un voulais
      A mon porte-monnaie
      Je n’avais pas un centime
      Lui pour cacher son crime
      Il me jeta dans l’abîme
      Et depuis je m’abîme
      Dans cette masse d’eau
      Je suis un noyé assassiné
      J’ai au cou un boulet
      M’empêchant de remonter
      Parlez d’une aventure
      Voilà dix ans que ça dure
      Avec ça je vous jure
      Que pour une cure, c’est une cure
      Moi qui ai horreur de l’eau
      Encore si on m’avait flanqué
      Dans un tonneau où au lieu d’eau
      Il y avait du vin clairet
      Mais non, mes chairs en deviennent molles
      Je me désole et je m'étiole
      La Seine ne charrie pas d’alcool
      Vous qui m’oyez, plaignez plaignez
      Tous les noyés assassinés
      Je vivais dans ma famille
      J'étais un bon garçon
      Je courais après les filles
      Pour trousser leurs jupons
      Hélas ! dans ma retraite
      Y a rien de folichon
      Pas une mignonnette
      Rien que des petits poissons
      Qui fichent le camp sans rémission
      Je suis un noyé assassiné
      Par un gars qu’en voulait
      A mon porte-monnaie
      Poussé par cette crapule
      Voilà que je bascule
      Dans l’eau qui fait des bulles
      Et me voilà ridicule
      Avec mon aire crevé
      Je suis un noyé assassiné
      J’ai au cou un boulet
      M’empêchant de remonter
      Vous parlez d’une histoire
      Dans cette immense baignoire
      Je n’ai que des déboires
      Moi qui mangeais sans boire
      Maintenant je bois sans manger
      Parfois d’inutiles hameçons
      Croyant pêcher viennent se loger
      Dans le fond de mon pantalon
      Ou bien une herbe un peut trop fine
      Familièrement, grossièrement
      Vient se loger dans mes narines
      Vous qui m’oyez, plaignez, plaignez
      Tous les noyés assassinés
      Je suis un noyé assassiné
      Qui voudrait insérer
      Dans les annonces couplées
      Cette petite chose
      En vers plutôt qu’en prose
      Je commencerai la chose
      Simplement par, pour cause
      Pour cause de départ
      Je suis un noyé assassiné
      Qui céderait volontiers
      A un désespéré
      Sans une seconde d’attente
      De reprise exorbitante
      Une retraite charmante
      Où il y a l’eau courante
      Dans un monde bien à part
      Un coin qui vous fera plaisir
      Très retiré où vous serez
      Vraiment heureux à en mourir
      Et moi ainsi de mon côté
      Je pourrai dire
      Au lieu de mourir
      Heureux à en ressusciter
      Si vous m’enviez
      Venez me remplacer
      Dans le domaine des noyés
      Venez

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  8. One of my favorite films... I great up with parents who had left the West Village for Dad to write on a small subsistence farm just outside the city. We'd go and spend a lot of time in the Village in the fifties and sixties, before moving back to the city, the "East Village to build, Theatre 80... But, watching the Bell Book, and Candle again and again, I am relatively sure it is a veiled story about the Red and Gay community in the West Village, who were the real underground of that time and place. My family were part of that underground, my mother had been an organizer for the Abraham Lincoln Brigade, and lived with my Dad and his love Richard, the three very much in love.

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