May We Borrow Your Husband?

This was made by Yorkshire TV and (as far as I know) only transmitted once, so if you get the chance to see it, you are very lucky. It is based on a short story by Graham Greene. Dirk wrote the screenplay and his nephew (Brock van de Bogaerde) was associate producer.

Dirk plays a twice-divorced writer, William Harris, living in a hotel in Nice. Also staying in the hotel, are two gay interior decorators (one of whom bears an uncanny likeness to David Hasselhoff!) and a newly-wed couple (the bride is played by Charlotte Attenborough, daughter of the famous Richard Attenborough, it was also her first acting role).

The newly-wed husband spends most of the film with the gay couple, as Dirk befriends (and also tries to seduce) the wife.

Warning! - The film contains some terrible 1980s fashion and haircuts (including a cringe-worthy gay party scene, which thankfully Dirk isn't in, and even a Grace Jones song!); incidently Dirk wore all his own clothes for the role, like in the film Daddy Nostalgia, four years later.

Dirk's performance is (as ever) excellent, he starts the film being caustic and grouchy and ends up lonely and vulnerable. There are some very touching scenes between him and the wife. Although the film suffers from the usual made-for-tv drama faults, it has a darker more insidious undertone running through it, in places it reminded me a little of Despair. Dirk was not a fan of TV at all, and this film was one of the few TV projects he appeared in.

If you have ever read Graham Greene's short story "May We Borrow Your Husband" you are more than likely to be quite perplexed by this screen adaptation. Greene's story is a fairly breezy affair laced with a biting wit. This screen adaptation is handled in a very dour manner. The credit should rather state "suggested " by a story of Graham Greene since only its bare bones are up on the screen. The whimsical title which is so fitting to Greene's story is totally out of place and should have been abandoned. It is perfunctorily inserted in the opening scene, simply to justify the use of the original title.

Besides taking the starring role, Dirk Bogarde himself had a hand in the screenplay and therein lies the interest of this venture. One senses Bogarde has invested much in this project and to some extent seems to be playing himself. Apparently he even wore his own clothing in this film. A lot has been written about Dirk Bogarde and there have been a number of illuminating film documentaries too. He was a talented, intelligent man, but a man not entirely at peace with himself. The often irritable person we see in "May We Borrow Your Husband" confirms much of what comes across in accounts from those who knew him. Most interesting is his cat and mouse treatment of homosexuality.

In his long career Bogarde was associated with some films containing overt homosexual elements ("Victim", "Death in Venice") and many with a strong gay undercurrent ("The Damned", "The Singer not the Song",. "The Servant", "Darling" - and more.) And yet to the very end of his days, he staunchly refused to acknowledge his own homosexuality. He rose to fame at a time when being outed would have ended his career before it began. One can empathise with the difficulties of having to guard this secret while riding the wave of huge adoration from the British public- similarly to Rock Hudson in the USA. But when the climate of acceptance changed, Bogarde would not budge an inch from his original stand on this issue. He wrote an autobiography made up of seven volumes in which he chose to omit the major story of his life, his 40 year relationship with Tony Forwood. In these writings his lover is portrayed as his manager/driver and is usually mentioned by surname only. There is no hint of this astonishingly enduring relationship.

While being attracted to Greene's biting tale of uncertain sexuality, Bogarde clearly was not impressed by the humor. For him being homosexual was no laughing matter. So what we are left with is this unappealing, ponderous and hugely misguided adaptation.

Fans of Graham Greene are advised to steer clear, but fans of Bogarde will find much of interest.