The Fun of Streisand and Matthau Together
A running theme in looking at "Hello, Dolly" seems to be that Streisand and Matthau hated each other (true...and documented...particularly on Matthau's part towards Streisand.)
But what if you didn't KNOW that? What if you watched "Hello, Dolly" and considered the fun (at least it was at the time) at seeing two rather expertly pitched New York Jewish Masters of Accented Comedy(one of whom, Barbra, could also sing) playing off of each other with a sense of timing that had made them both stars to begin with?
Walter Matthau's son Charlie said that Walter and Barbra hated each other "because they were too much alike." Some years later, Streisand invited Matthau to come to one of her concerts and filmed him there. "Kissing and making up," I suppose.
Before and after "Hello, Dolly," Streisand was paired with more "age appropriate" leading men -- Omar Sharif, Ryan O'Neal, James Caan, and the best of them all, Robert Redford.
But Streisand and Matthau were a better fit than you'd think. The age difference didn't matter all that much because Barbra seemed more of an older generation and Matthau's middle-aged cynicism was kind of hip. They "met in the middle."
The big number in "Hello, Dolly" is, of course..."Hello, Dolly." And boy did it get the Hollywood treatment here -- full orchestration, big screen, lots of dancers and Louis Armstrong himself cameoing and waving Streisand off with what looks like real affection as she finishes the number.
But wait: Armstrong says "One more time!" and the song starts again...and then suddenly dies out as Matthau starts to sneak up the stairs to elude Streisand and she catches him.
Matthau's commentary is funny as, after trying to slink away in a crouch, he rises to full height and looks Streisand in her bosomy dress up and down:
"Miss Levi, do you think you have the figure for that sort of get-up?"
This is a "Walter Matthau line," delivered the Walter Matthau way: wry, sly and self-knowingly. (Vandergelder is trying to "change the subject" having been discovered trying to escape a bad date).
And Streisand answers sexily, doing her Mae West routine(proudly noted at the time by Mae West herself): "That's entirely up to others to decide."
Matthau and Streisand then walk together towards their dinner table for a big scene together, with Streisand motormouthing away as Matthau tosses out one word observations and sentences...all the way to the table.
They get seated at the table. A great scene begins. Broadly written(for the pop stage), it is expertly played. Its WC Fields(Matthau) meets Groucho Marx(Streisand)...with a touch of Mae West, of course("My Little Chickadee.").
In 1969, Streisand and Matthau were newly minted stars. It had taken Matthau over ten years to do it, but "The Fortune Cookie" and "The Odd Couple" pulled the trick. "Hello, Dolly" was Matthau's first film after "The Odd Couple." He was as hot as a near-50-year-old actor could be(but then stars could be made older back then -- Lee Marvin and George C. Scott were others). Streisand had taken far less time to make it to the top -- one movie,"Funny Girl," with an Oscar for it(THAT probably drove the long-suffering Matthau nuts.) 1968 had made them stars with "Funny Girl" and "The Odd Couple." Now they were stars, top stars, hot, on the way up, not down.
And so Streisand and Matthau at that table, trading one-liners, with Matthau getting exasperated and Streisand selling that she loves this man Horace Vandergelder(and she sells it well, with a maturity well above her 28 years) plays extremely fast and furious and fun.
And then, alas, the movie has to trundle on down the track to less fun and more plot. Though there is a pretty song yet to come("It Only Takes a Moment" -- immortalized decades later FROM THIS MOVIE in "Wall-E") and one more funny number with Streisand singing a dishevelled-looking Matthau into submission("So Long,Dearie".) The rest is piffle.
No matter. For those 20 minutes or so when the exhilarating Streisand-Armstrong "Hello, Dolly" segues into the funny professionalism of Streisand and Matthau verbally duelling at the dinner table..."Hello, Dolly" is a top entertainment, and a memorable one.
I don't CARE if they hated each other.