Sabrina, Billy Wilder, and the Happy Ending

In the year that Ernest Hemingway won the Nobel Prize for literature, and that Lord of the Rings was published, the McCarthy hearings were underway, and the first Burger King opened. In this year, M&Ms also debuted peanut M&Ms and the slogan “The milk chocolate melts in your mouth, not in your hand,” Elvis made his first record, Bazooka Joe comics were introduced, General Electric unveiled colored kitchen appliances, and the first successful kidney transplant was completed by Harvard Medical School. The year: 1954. The corresponding film: Sabrina.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P7mzrrL1ifI

Sabrina was nominated for Academy Awards for Best Director, Best Actress, Best Art Direction, Best Cinematography, Best Screenplay, but only won for Best Costume Design. No wonder, though, with dresses like this.

I could dance all night in a dress like that too Audrey, but that’s a movie for another day.

       “There’s a front seat, and a back seat, and a window in between.” – Thomas Fairchild

Enter Sabrina (Audrey Hepburn), the daughter of the chauffeur on the Larrabee family estate. The four Larrabees; mother, father, Linus (Humphrey Bogart), and David (William Holden) live in a mansion on the estate. Sabrina, it seems, is madly in love with the former and has been all her life. Sadly, this David fellow is quite the playboy; a real catch if you’re in the market for one night stands at the tennis courts and a trip to divorce court. He barely seems to notice Sabrina, yet she’s smitten. We’ve all been there once or twice, yes? In an effort to better his daughter’s lot in life, her father sends her off to the best cooking school in Paris. I believe he’s hoping the time away will take her sights off of David Larrabee as well. Unfortunately for her father, upon her return as a sophisticated lady, David finally notices her; not even recognizing her at first as the girl he ignored in the gardens. Enter Linus Larrabee, the secret weapon for destroying Sabrina’s affection towards David. Poor Linus, the work-a-holic; driven towards success and success alone. He begins spending time with Sabrina in order to prevent David from screwing up a pre-arranged wedding of financial convenience. Does Linus develop real feelings for Sabrina, or is he leading her on to push forward his business deal that hinges upon David’s cooperation? Oh that I could only tell you. Yes, we have no bananas, we have no bananas today.

       “A woman happily in love, she burns the soufflé. A woman unhappily in love, she forgets to turn on the oven.” – Baron St. Fontanel

*Though I’ve tried to avoid spoilers, my rambles are bound to allude to them. Read at your own risk if you haven’t seen Sabrina OR The Apartment before.

Billy Wilder once again hits the film strips out of the ballpark with an enchanting heartwrencher that portrays both a real and surreal image of love, suffering, and the high life. Unlike other Hollywood films of the time, Wilder marks his characters with imperfections and a hint of grittiness that other filmmakers wouldn’t dare dirty their hands with – unless, of course, your name is Douglas Sirk (Imitation of Life, Written on the Wind, All that Heaven Allows), or film noir was still your area of expertise. While Wilder ventures less into the dark corners of humanity than Sirk, his views on reality are still tainted by harsh truths. His focus on the plights of the washed up, the lovesick, and the ordinary person is what draws me to his films, and makes them relevant and memorable. Sabrina feels hopeless and lost without the love of her life; driven even to extremes. How could it be that he doesn’t notice her? How could it be that he’d choose someone else again and again? In his 1960  film, The Apartment, which won an Academy Award for Best Picture that year (amongst other things), Wilder once again takes the perfectly charming woman, this time Fran (Shirley MacLaine), and pushes her to the edge of reason, only to be rescued by the kinder and supposedly less-charming gent. Ah yes, the unlucky in love bachelors; in Sabrina it’s Linus Larrabee, the one holding up Larrabee Industries seemingly on his own – the one who couldn’t possibly be driven to fall in love. In The Apartment it was C.C. Baxter (Jack Lemmon) the industrious and loveable bachelor who rents out his apartment to co-workers for the evening, oftentimes leaving him nowhere to go himself. Both men beat the odds and find their girl, but of course they both have entirely different reasons and ways of going about it. How handy that the Larrabee’s have a tugboat to save the day. Poor Baxter only had a tennis racket… and spaghetti. I won’t spoil the ending to Sabrina for you, but if you’ve already seen The Apartment, and want to see it’s unexpected twists, enjoy the clip below:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_kIcHsbeobY

What’s with Wilder and the unlikely romances? The unpredicted happily-ever-afters? He takes seemingly hopeless situations, and turns them into cheery endings in both of these films; giving us a good jaunt and many laughs along the way. Does Wilder really believe that at the end of the day the girl will end up with the best guy after all, or was he simply playing into the demands of the era? Have those demands ever really changed? At the end of the day, everyone wants to see that happy ending; even if it’s unrealistic, even if it seems out of reach. When we don’t get it, we feel cheated somehow. I remember the first time that I ever believed that unlikely happy endings could ever actually be real. I’d just seen Walk the Line; a true love story. It changed my life, at least for a time.

Decide for yourself what to believe in and what not to, but I think in the end we all agree that the best guy should get the girl; and that the girl deserves the best guy, not the slime ball. In real life, most girls truly will choose the guy with that heart of gold who won her over simply by being himself, thus, reminding her of her own self. She really, really will. This much, I will always believe. This much, Wilder conveyed in both Sabrina and The Apartment, whether he believed or not.

Perhaps, the most heartening part of Wilder’s Sabrina, though, is that even the playboy David, has a heart. In fact, it may be that he has more of a heart than anyone ever expected. Perhaps, he learned it along the way, and maybe it was there all along. Either way, it was with his interference that all was set right with the world, but you get to enjoy that moment for yourself when you watch the film. I like that even David had a little depth to his character, even if we can’t quite figure out where it suddenly came from.

       “I have learnt how to live…How to be in the world and of the world, and not just to stand aside and watch. And I will never, never again run away from life. Or from love either…”
                 – Sabrina Fairchild

Who’s to blame/thank for the film’s greatness or lack thereof?
I blame both Billy Wilder and Humphrey Bogart for this films deliciousness. Wilder, once again, entrances us with a well-crafted story and characters. Then there’s Bogart. I mean come on…it’s Bogie! He was apparently frustrated with Wilder and Hepburn throughout the film making process and bitter over the role initially being intended for Cary Grant. I can’t imagine Cary Grant doing a better job in the role that belonged to Bogart. He absolutely made the film.

Is it re-watchable?
Films  like this are always re-watchable. It’s a classic with one-liners that zing! They don’t make ’em like this anymore.

David: Where’ve you been all my life?
Sabrina: Right over the garage.

Why I watched this film in the first place?
This is a film that’s been on my list of flicks to watch for a while; ever since I saw a tiny bit of the 1995 remake with Harrison Ford. It was also on my list of Audrey Hepburn films to watch, and recently got bumped up higher on the list after I saw The Apartment, and realized that Billy Wilder is an absolute genius.

If you liked this, you might also like:
You might like other Billy Wilder films like The Apartment, Sunset Boulevard, and though I’ve yet to see either, Some Like it Hot or The Seven Year Itch. You also might enjoy other films starring Bogie or Hepburn. I can’t think of a single one that I wouldn’t recommend, though My Fair Lady, Breakfast at Tiffany’s, The Maltese Falcon, and (of course) Casablanca top the list as films EVERYONE should see.

Final verdict – in claps
You may clap, and go …aww when that umbrella twirls at the end (but not before).

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3 Comments

  1. Holden and Bogart were too old to play the male leads vs Hepburn.

    • Well, Hepbern was twenty-five at the time the film was made, and Holden was thirty-six. So. . . not unreasonable. . . BUT ol’ Bogie was in his fifties. . . .

      This was one of the stumbling blocks for me when I first saw the film, but it’s one that I’ve leapt over after repeated viewings. Good ol’ suspension of disbelief and the talent of Mr. Wilder.

      Enjoyed the review–I agree that Cary Grant just wouldn’t have been the same as Bogart (though he was younger than Bogart by a few years). Can’t say I’m a fan of Douglas Sirk, for his films always feel a little to melodramatic for me. Wilder keeps his films from becoming melodramatic with a wonderful injection of humor. Wilder achieves a pitch-perfect balance between comedy and drama. Even his films “Sunset Blvd.” and “The Lost Weekend” strike this balance.

      Thanks for a great review–keep’em comin’.

      • I suppose the age differences didn’t even occur to me, though in the film good old Linus did admit to being too old for Sabrina. My disbelief was completely suspended. I actually never even thought of it until the above comment. Maybe I’ve just seen too many older men and young heroines in movies.

        Pitch-perfect is a good way of putting Wilder’s balance betwen comedy and drama; well-stated.

        Sirk IS a bit too melodramatic, but man oh man that cinematography…the colors! He’s a bit too soap opera-esque for my everyday tastes, but there’s something unique about the way he pulls it all off. I would never compare him to Wilder, though. I was just searching my memory for someone who went darker into the human psyche in the 50’s, and he definitely fit the bill. Perhaps I’ll have to pull out a Sirk film I haven’t seen in the near future for this blog. We…shall…see.


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