Review: The Whales of August
The story of two elderly sisters
living in a seaside home, tempestuous Bette Davis and the more genial Lillian
Gish (93 years-old at the time). The sisters are occasionally visited by an
aging, salt-of-the-earth caretaker (Harry Carey Jr.), a neighbour (Ann
Sothern), and even romantic Russian immigrant Vincent Price, who is currently
down on his luck.
Almost the entirety of cinematic
history up to its release date is on show here making this small, otherwise not
terribly significant 1987 film a must-see. I’m normally of the belief that
script is king, and here the screenplay by David Berry (no further or prior
film credits) lacks a compelling story and very clearly shows its stage
origins. As directed by Lindsay Anderson (“This Sporting Life”, “If…”),
I really shouldn’t like this film, if you’ve read my criticisms before
about ‘stagey’ films. Not a lot happens here. And yet, 100+ years of cinematic
history is right there before your eyes. It’s a rare case of being captivated
enough by the actors and their characters that even with a simplistic story
you’re never bored. I have to recommend the film because these stars touched my
heart and soul, yet I also have to acknowledge that many of you who don’t have
a connection with this vintage of cinema will have a different and likely
lesser experience watching it.
Silent era star Lillian Gish (in her
final film) and the inimitable Bette Davis make for a terrific, contrasting
pair. It’s interesting that Gish (who may as well be said to have invented
cinematic acting) does a lot more talking here of the two and seems in better
health than her younger co-star, whilst Davis’ best moments (in fact, the best
moments in the film) are actually silent bits of acting. She is profoundly
moving with just a singular look or glance. Although Ann Sothern richly
deserved her Oscar nomination here clearly having fun in her final film, I
think it’s borderline criminal that Gish, Davis, Vincent Price, and Harry Carey
Jr. went without Academy recognition here. The entire ensemble of veteran
actors is excellent, Davis in particular could’ve rightly felt snubbed if you
ask me. Veteran villain Price got to show off his versatility here in a genteel
role as a romantic immigrant, and his moments with Sothern are particularly
wonderful. Harry Carey Jr.’s fun little part is the icing on the cake here.
There’s not a lot here, and yet for
those of us who appreciate our cinematic history from the silent era onwards,
there’s kind of a whole lot here. It’s a bit like my favourite film “The
Misfits” in that regard where it has magic in its very casting, though that
film’s script is also very fine. Outside of that, it’s a nice time spent in
nice company. It’s a rare film that I feel like I should recommend in spite of
whether it’s terribly good or not, simply because of what it represents
historically. It’s a moment in time never again captured on film.
Rating: B-
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