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Five Finger Exercise ran on Broadway for the 1959-60 season for 337 performances and starred Roland Culver and Jessica Tandy. As it was produced by Fredrick Brisson on Broadway you knew that it would be for Rosalind Russell his wife if she wanted to do it. And apparently she did.

Of course having a British story with one of the leads American you had to make even more adjustments than normally to transfer a one set play to the screen. Instead of a nice English country estate the setting is the Pacific coast. Hawkins is an orphan immigrant who from the United Kingdom and became a millionaire. Part of the problem though is that he's not only British but a total Philistine who sneers at all the culture is wife tries to provide son Richard Beymer and daughter Annette Gorman. A Harvard education for Beymer and a tutor for Gorman so she can go to a nice finishing school. They've taken on a tutor in Maximilian Schell.

Russell came from a family where the father was a learned professor who was also a compulsive gambler and the family was on the edge of poverty.

Essentially Russell and Hawkins come from two different places with entirely different sets of values. There is an permanent conflict in their relationship and Schell boarding with the family with his issues about having an unreconstructed Nazi for a father and a totally submissive mother just brings everything to a boil.

I think the work should have been either all British or all American. The worst scene in the film was Hawkins listening to an American baseball game between Cincinnati and San Francisco. I listened and heard no familiar names in the commentary of the game. You'd think the authors would have used real Reds and Giants player names of the time. Hawkins looked like he didn't know what was happening. He probably would have been right at home listening to an English cricket or soccer match.

Imagine if Jessica Tandy had done the film. That would have had her co-starring with her former husband. Well it worked for Robert Taylor and Barbara Stanwyck in Night Walker.

This study of a dysfunctional family and its dysfunctional tutor would have worked better in its original British setting.

Society wife and mother on a summer estate in Northern California grimaces at her "uncivilized" husband's behavior while adoring their houseguest, a handsome German tutor to their young daughter. Unconvincing transcription of Peter Shaffer's play by Frances Goodrich and Albert Hackett gives Rosalind Russell lots of fluttery, theatrical bits of business in the lead. Her pseudo-cultured Louise Harrington is nervously, desperately gay--but she's not a hoot, like Auntie Mame (though the two share some similar qualities). Louise puts on airs only so her vulgar husband (who never made it out of grammar school) can tear her down--and once the audience perceives that our poor, delusional heroine can only find personal happiness by facing hard reality, the rest becomes window dressing. ** from ****

Whether "Five Finger Exercise" is a good or bad movie, it is a very painful film to watch...the type I generally avoid. But it stars some terrific actors...so I watched it.

Why do I sat it's painful? Well, seeing a film where a couple hates each other and you see and hear such venom isn't exactly a fun picture to watch! I also dislike similar stories such as "Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf" or the TV show "Mama's Family"... as it's painful to see people being so ugly towards each other. I just would rather watch something that isn't so ugly and depressing.

The Harrington family is very well off. After all, they spend their summers in a cottage in Carmel*...a very upscale town. But despite money, the family is in crisis. Mr. And Mrs. Harrington (Jack Hawkins and Rosalind Russell) are a very mismatched couple. He likes sports and being a guy...with few pretenses. She likes being pretentious and putting on airs and smothering their son. Naturally, this is not a good fit and there is tension in the house. But they also have grown or mostly grown kids and they, too, become part of this toxic environment. To make things more complicated, a handsome young tutor (Maximillian Schell) is living with them...and he seems to be pulled into the middle of this mess.

Although I disliked the story, it was mostly well made. I thought the Oedipal tension was very interesting with the son. But I also thought that Russell's character was a bit too much and making her awfulness more subtle would have helped the story. As is, she's a caricature. It also seems to make you feel sorry for the husband, though he is a part of the problem as well. Toning down her character would have helped the husband to be more noticably dysfunctional. Overall, a reasonably well made but unpleasant film.

*To give you an idea about the money needed to live there, today a round of golf in Pebble Beach including all fees is about $1000 per person! And, Mr. Harrington loves to play golf!

An interesting flick, if not a great one, based on a play by Peter Shaffer. I can't quite grasp the meaning of the title, which refers to a piano playing exercise. A bourgeois family finds itself going through some contortions following the arrival of a nice young tutor from Germany, who moves in with them. The woman of the house, whose love of culture and the finer things is not shared by her husband, is drawn to him, and he begins a love/hate friendship with their bright but troubled son. Things get a little melodramatic towards the end (not surprisingly), but the fine cast makes things work. The character of Philip, who is played perfectly by Richard Beymer, was the outstanding feature.

I can't think of a more poorly miscast talent than Ros. Russell in this. She's clearly a comedic actress. Shame, shame! Putting her in this, the producer should have used his brain. Then had the audacity to plug her again in the record store scene! She is so terrible in this that it makes it practically unwatchable. Everyone else is great- Max Schell is perfect in this role. Would have been better presented as a Tele-Play. Try to watch and ignore Auntie Mame and you may plod through it. I managed to eke out the real tale out of this film version and it is worth it, I think. The directors did a great job creating a homo-erotic scenes, this 55 year old straight woman thought so anyway.