My Grandmother's Favorite Film(And One of Mine)
I was a young fellow in 1969 when "Hello, Dolly" came out, and I had a favorite grandmother. She was a very nice, kind loving lady, but she worked very hard for a living in a physical trade and took life very seriously. She was what you might call stoic.
She wasn't much for movies. But she would dutifully attend them with my family on those times when that was the selected entertainment of her visit to us. She usually said nothing more "oh, that was alright, I guess" after seeing one.
Until we saw "Hello, Dolly." Roadshow. Big screen. Stereophonic sound.
Its hard to explain, but it was a revelation watching my Grandmother watch Hello, Dolly. She responded to it. She laughed. She applauded musical numbers when they ended. And -- and I remember this well -- this stoic, hardbitten woman just couldn't stop smiling. She'd say "this is wonderful."
As we all left the theater, she was, rather staggeringly, a chatterbox about this movie. "What a wonderful movie. The dresses had such beautiful colors. All the people were so nice. Wouldn't it have been wonderful to live like that?"
We almost chuckled at grandmother's reaction to Hello, Dolly. We literally hadn't ever seen her CARE about any movie before. I do remember that we made the "sacrifice" of giving grandmother the "Hello Dolly Souveneir Book"(they used to make those back then) about the making of the movie that had been on sale in the theater lobby. For years when we would visit grandmother, that Hello, Dolly book was in a place of pride on her bookcase.
There was a postscript: "Hello, Dolly" came to the CBS Thursday Night Movie in 1974, about four-plus years after the theatrical release, and I noted it was to be broadcast and I decided I had to see it on TV with my grandmother. I picked up a girl friend(who had met the grandmother a time or two and found her stoic, too), said "we're going out to drive out to watch Hello, Dolly with my grandmother. You've got to see this."
So we all watched the movie on CBS ...and I was delighted to see my grandmother come to life yet again watching "Hello, Dolly." It was amazing, really. When it was all over, she was going on again "That movie is so, so wonderful, I'm so, so, happy!" I got "girl friend points" for setting this up -- SHE was impressed by getting to watch my grandmother's change in personality.
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Personally, I like "Hello, Dolly" just fine for its merits. Streisand is funny and her singing is great. Walter Matthau is near the top of my "favorite star" list and therefore a delight to see in this odd showcase for his talent. The production is "like they don't make 'em anymore." Most of the songs are great, the "Hello, Dolly" production number is superb, and it means something to me that Ernest Lehman("North by Northwest") wrote it and Gene Kelly directed it.
But all of that rather pales in comparison to the fact that my stoic grandmother went ass-over-teakettle happy crazy for "Hello, Dolly."
She's long gone now. But whenever "Hello, Dolly" turns up on cable, I think of her warmly, and I think of how "Hello, Dolly" is one of my favorite movies of all time.
Because it was hers.