Kevin Kline as Cole Porter in De-Lovely: Stiff
Published July 25, 2004
As Cole Porter Kline's job is to play a cut-up who discovers in the long run that easy-goingness itself can make for misery. (His inability to grasp the indignity when husband and wife discover they've both paid a blackmailer for the same photos of Porter in flagrante delicto breaks the connection between the couple.) Kline does come across as good-humored and he also seems boyish, but this has the effect of making Porter into a perpetual Yalie, until he's nearly a mummy.
Kline's "accomplished" manner hasn't cracked in over two decades in the movies, but neither has it broadened or deepened. He looks great for 56 but here that seems like a curse, to be perpetually callow, especially since his high spirits fall short of "infectious." Kline simply isn't engaging as the effervescent 27-year-old Cole Porter; when he galumphs in a Parisian park to entertain Linda, "outrageous" and "contagious" do not seem like a Porter rhyme. And when at length affliction overtakes him, he acquires moroseness but not gravity, as if all his problems were bad turns but not consequences. (I'm not sure the moviemakers understand the difference.)
Kline doesn't even register as homosexual, which should be a minimum requirement for the movie, seeing how much it makes of giving us a more accurate portrait than the airbrushed 1946 Warner Brothers "likeness" Night and Day starring Cary Grant. (For some of De-Lovely's own variations on the truth, see this article by Franklin Bruno on Slate and this one by John Lahr in The New Yorker.) Kline lacks the insouciance, the predatory gleam, the tentacles, of a gentleman who openly and successfully chases pretty young men. (He could use some of what Tommy Lee Jones strutted in JFK, minus the malevolence.) Kline doesn't seem defiant of what people think, but oblivious to it. (Porter, born in the 19th century and raised in Peru, Indiana, which is still a small town, must have known that his behavior would cause comment.) Actually, Kline doesn't seem sexual at all. He moves his imposing frame through the crowded scenes as if he were carrying a door--i.e., he's stiff in every way except the one that would count. (This performance belongs in the Unconvincingly-Gay Pantheon next to William Hurt in Kiss of the Spider Woman and Tom Hanks in Philadelphia.)
Kline doesn't have much going on below the neck, not to mention the waist, but he's not much better from the neck up. In the movie's most pungent comic moments, when Porter tries to tell Linda that he prefers men, for instance, or later when he comes to her bedroom to make a baby, Kline's delivery is merely sheepish. Altogether his delivery (for instance, his bon mot on first hearing an attractive young man's name, Bill Wrather) fails to convince us that Porter is the author of all those teasing, quick-witted lyrics. Kline gives a performance in which the uninspired detailing doesn't even match what the movie is telling us about his character.
- Kevin Kline as Cole Porter in De-Lovely: Stiff
- Published: July 25, 2004
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Thanks for the praise, and esp. for the public service announcement. I hope people will listen to those classic recordings. I grew up on American show tunes and can appreciate your ardor.
I do think it's important at the same time to remember that there are other gods in CP's subdivision on Mt. Olympus (personally I prefer Rodgers & Hart) and that there are other subdivisions, too (I think that the singer-songwriters of the '60s and '70s (e.g., Bob Dylan: "Positively 4th Street" or Joni Mitchell: "Edith and the Kingpin") brought a new maturity to American songs). Finally, though saying this often gets me into arguments, there are other heavens that offer more complex rewards, which is why I mentioned Richard Strauss in my review.
Alan, I agree that the musical Olympus is a crowded, multi-roomed place -- and I would never rule out a potential saint because of style, era, or genre.
As Duke Ellington (?) said, "There are only two kinds of music: good and bad."
Thanks for the comment. Love the quote, whoever said it. If only criticism were always that simple. I re-listened to Jackson Browne a couple years ago and thought sometimes the lyrics were simultaneously bad and good. Not bad and good by turns, but a single phrase or word would be both bad and good.
to me COLE PORTER has alway the top .would loved to have met him . as for the unfavourable notices ofDLOVLY /critics are made up of those who cannot ACT
You seem to equate liking Cole Porter and liking De-Lovely. It's BECAUSE I like Cole Porter that I didn't enjoy the movie--it doesn't serve him very well as a man or as a songwriter.
Never heard "Critics are made up of those who cannot ACT" before. Perhaps you were thinking of the saying, "Those who can, do. Those who can't, teach." Not all critics are GOOD teachers, certainly; but then not all readers are talented students, either.
I just saw the movie. The flasbacks were distracting. I liked the music and didn't realize he had so many songs.
I am interested in some background about Linda Lee Porter. Does anyone know more about her?
John Lahr's article "King Cole," from the July 12 & 19, 2004 issue of the New Yorker, is a good place to start. It mentions some book-length biographies that would go into greater depth.
No real comment...just a queston...Was that Kevin Kline playing the "old" Cole Porter??? Or was that someone else??
That was Kevin Kline, transformed my make-up designer Sarah Monzani. It was quite a makeover--he looked like Ray Milland circa Frogs.
as a student of popular music, I appreciate and respect the masters of the Great American Songbook probably more than I love them. There are many songs I love, and the elegance and sophistication has been put to great use by many whom we now broadly call jazz singers, but in the broadest sense the Broadway-oriented theatricality and artificiality of this approach can feel arch and, again in general, doesn't hit me with the same emotional immediacy as the best of instrumental jazz and popular song in the wake of the freeing rock 'n' roll revolution.
This is very late in the game, but I've just come to this site. I believe the quote Lee Glaze (Aug 2004) was thinking of was Brendan Behan's "Critics are like eunuchs in a harem; they know how it's done, they've seen it done every day, but they're unable to do it."
However, critics are not supposed to be actors. Actors act, critics critique. I agree with your review 100%. You verbalized exactly how I felt about the disappointing film. The film "Night and Day" omitted the homosexuality, and DeLovely made it the major theme so it became more important than the writing of the songs. If three is the charm, maybe the next time someone will get
the right balance and cast.














Nice review, Alan. The film sounds horrible. I had high hopes for a better bio than that Cary Grant makeover-hetero-romance. Too bad they blew it AGAIN.
As a public service, I thought I'd mention:
Cole Porter, imo, was a songwriting god, and his output is unmatched in contemporary music. Because of my love, respect, and pure joy at the sound of a Porter song, I own just about every CD compilation and/or collection of Cole Porter works available.
Here are a few important recommendations left off the above list:
* Frank Sinatra "Sings the Select Cole Porter" on Capitol
* "From This Moment On - The Songs of Cole Porter" -- a great 4 volume box set from the Smithsonian.
* "Anything Goes: The Cole Porter Songbook - Instrumentals" on Verve
* "I Get a Kick Out of You - The Cole Porter Songbook vol ii" - on Verve
* "NIght & Day: The Cole Porter Songbook" - on Verve
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Additional Bonus:
Shark's Nomination for GREATEST LYRICS in history:
When they begin the Beguine
It brings back the sound of music so tender
It brings back a night of tropical splendor
It brings back a memory evergreen
I'm with you once more under the stars
And down by the shore an orchestra's playing
And even the palms seem to be swaying
When they begin the Beguine
To live it again is past all endeavour
Except when that tune clutches my heart
And there we are, swearing to love forever
And promising never, never to part
What moments divine, what rapture serene
Till clouds came along to disperse the joys we had tasted
And now when I hear people curse the chance that was wasted
I know but too well what they mean
So don't let them begin the Beguine
Let the love that was once afire remain an ember
Let it sleep like the dead desire I only remember
When they begin The Beguine
Oh yes, let them begin The Beguine, make them play
Till the stars that were there before return above you
Till you whisper to me once more, "Darling, I love you!"
And we suddenly know what heaven we're in
When they begin the Beguine