Gaby

The plot may be hackneyed (see previous review), but the performances ring true, and Leslie Caron is nothing less than sterling. Also, the dialogue in the script (written by veterans Sherwood and Behrman) holds up after these many years and sits better on my ears than many a television or even movie script today.

"Gaby" reminds me of the film Caron did later about the effects of war on ordinary people in London, "The L-shaped Room (1962)," in which she appears more sophisticated, also falling in love with an Englishman, but in which there is no committment on his part and no "happy ending." As the American serviceman, Kerr is a bit stiff in the beginning of this movie, but eventually grows into his role, and Caron is supple as a dancer in her timing and delivery, her English impeccably musical and her face still retaining the innocence and bit of "baby fat" that we cherish in her "American in Paris" debut. Because she had such thorough ballet training, people tend to remember her in the many musicals with ballet routines, but Caron was equally good, possibly even better, in pure drama, such as these two films. Of course, the director should be given credit for drawing out the genuine emotion in her performances, but she could also do comedy, with that great timing that she had (see her in "Last of the Blonde Bombshells" which she did at age seventy with Judi Dench.)

Caron has an authenticity and committment in her roles that comes across on screen for me the same way Audrey Hepburn does, and did from the very beginning, in her "Roman Holiday" debut. Not only were Caron and Hepburn real persons with inner lives (who not so incidentally had witnessed and survived WW II) when they were tapped by and discovered for the movies, they also didn't go through the technical hoops of acting training that the professionals of today bring to similar roles. Actresses of today tend to bring more training and "acting talent" to their roles, but less inner complexity, resulting in, for me, a less authentic performance, regardless of the high budget and publicity hoopla.

Supporting roles by Taina Elg, Cedric Hardwicke and Margallo Gillmore also do not let the movie down. Taina is better in "Gaby" than in the frivolous but enjoyable "Les Girls." And Hardwicke had such a distinguished career that one cannot imagine him consenting to play this very minor part if he didn't think the whole project worthwhile. In sum, highly recommended and requiring hankies for the vulnerable.

During World War II, American paratrooper John Kerr (as Gregory "Greg" Wendell) arrives in London on a 48-hour pass. Making his way out to find female companionship, Mr. Kerr collides with pretty French ballerina Leslie Caron (as Gaby). He is smitten. She is not. After watching her dance, Mr. Kerr visits Ms. Caron backstage. She gradually becomes interested and they begin a whirlwind romance. They want to consummate, but are unable to get married due to their alien status. Caron decides to "save herself" (like they used to say) while he goes back into battle. Alas, he's reported dead. Feeling bad about not giving Kerr something to remember, Caron decides to give it up for other soldiers...

It turns out the news about Kerr wasn't exactly accurate...

"Gaby" has been criticized for sanitizing the opening status of Caron's character and altering the original ending of Robert E. Sherwood's play "Waterloo Bridge" (1930), which previously impressed film critics in versions starring Mae Clarke (1931) and Vivien Leigh (1940). However, the important alteration is in timing; note, the explicit exchange where Caron ends with, "Not a man, Greg…MEN!" The problem, this time, is that Caron shows little degradation during this period; she appears chic and confident, throughout. The different ending, while not as memorable, can be applauded for not punishing "Gaby" for her perceived "sinful" behavior. The revisions aren't as bad, as they seem...

Possibly restrained by the production values, director Curtis Bernhardt is unable to give the story enough intimacy...

Caron could have shown some interest in Kerr during their first encounters, and still been standoffish. They're supposed to be drawn to each other, as if they were destined to meet. This is touched upon in a scene hinting at reincarnation. The reincarnation mention may have also been included to support MGM's use of "Where or When" (by Rogers and Hart) as the film's theme. The timeless song is used well. Another revision is having Kerr sustain a symbolic wound; yet, it is another addition which doesn't fully take full advantage of the dramatic opportunities. Veteran stage actress Margalo Gillmore (as Helen Carrington) has a couple of outstanding scenes. In spite of all, the co-stars are a nice couple.

****** Gaby (5/9/56) Curtis Bernhardt ~ Leslie Caron, John Kerr, Taina Elg, Margalo Gillmore

By the 1950s, remakes were very much the thing - 'Gaby', with Leslie Caron as the ballerina and John Kerr as the soldier, is the third film version of 'Waterloo Bridge' (first done with Mae Clarke and Kent Douglass in 1931, then with Vivien Leigh and Robert Taylor in 1940). It's by far the most dull, even though it does make clear what Gaby has been up to while her beau was away at war.

Leslie Caron being the star, of course Gaby is now French, not English. John Kerr is a GI who finds himself at a loose end on leave in London. There's air raids to content with, foggy streets, and taxis, as well as Gaby's fellow dancer and roommate, and the GI's English well-heeled relations.

Sweet enough, but paling in comparison beside the other versions, both of whom have more merit. It's OK - but nothing special.

It's 1944 London. American soldier Gregory Y. Wendell (John Kerr) is on leave and falls for French ballerina Gaby (Leslie Caron) at first sight. He pursues her until she accepts his marriage proposal. They have to wait while he leaves for D-Day. He goes missing and presumed dead. She is heartbroken and decides to live for herself.

This is the third iteration of the 1930 play Waterloo Bridge. This feels light. Neither actor is doing heavy lifting in their performances. I do appreciate the lovely pixie Leslie Caron. The lightness does not fit the later dark material. In the end, this never fully gains traction.

After revisiting ' The L-Shaped Room ', which is among the few films I watch often, I paid another visit to my worn out copy of ' Gaby ' which I equally love. I have never compared it to the previous films of ' Waterloo Bridge ' because I feel it stands on its own merits which are considerable. To begin with both Leslie Caron and John Kerr are in my opinion well cast together and although it is set during WW2 the 1950's feel of it does not irritate at all. Kerr is gauche and very young, but then he is supposed to be and Caron is a match for that with her ( sometimes ) wonderfully natural acting ability. They are a lovable pair going through difficult times, and when he leaves her and she thinks he is dead she does not resort to prostitution. The scene where she tenderly reaches out to a distraught Polish soldier is one of the most moving in the film. My interpretation is that she gives these kind of men a sort of loving because they are in her eyes the love she has lost and grieves for. No money transaction is mentioned, and this makes it a very different and equally valid version of the former two films. Yes, the Code and its constraints were severe, but what I see on the screen is a fine love story almost ruined by the chaos of war. No spoilers for the ending, but it is moving and totally believable. Leslie Caron is a great actress and she is utterly beautiful in her face, in her gestures and in her inimitable voice. There is magic too in the plot in a restaurant scene where the inference is that they have met before, where or when they do not know. And both of them play it to perfection. It is a simple rendering of its source material and by simple I mean simplicity of loving in its highest form. I have watched it countless times and each time I find it enriching. Kerr is no Robert Taylor and neither should he be and Caron is equal to Vivien Leigh but in her own special way. My suggestion is to track down the film and put all comparisons out of mind and perhaps the magic of it will haunt you, like it has haunted me over the years.