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THE SEVEN DEADLY SINS OF HOLLYWOOD
The idea is that any actor should be able to think himself into any part, animate or inanimate. As a result, there are some startling portrayals of typewriters being given.
But the most remarkable imitation of all that I saw on Broadway was of a far from inanimate object — of Miss Marilyn Monroe, in fact. And the imitator, a peroxide blonde called Jayne Mansfield, has not been to Actors' Studio, and, as far as I can judge, the method she practised was exclusively and singularly her own.
Miss Mansfield's version of Miss Monroe was to be seen in a Broadway hit comedy called Will Success Spoil Rock Hunter?
Miss Mansfield played a blonde film star by the name of Rita Marlowe who was recognisably a caricature of Miss Monroe. The similarity between the two was not entirely due to Miss Mansfield's skill as an actress. Miss Mansfield, like so many young hopefuls, is herself recognisably a caricature of Miss Monroe. Consequently, she had merely to be herself in order to be a convincing, if exaggerated, imitation of Miss Monroe.
As the original is herself something of an exaggeration, you can imagine that Miss Mansfield was practically a fantasy. She projects sex about as subtly as Dr. Kinsey. Meeting her is rather like becoming involved in one of those old silent movies entitled The Vamp.
When I suggested to Miss Mansfield that there was a certain superficial resemblance between herself and Miss Monroe, she felt hurt. "How can you say that?" she asked. "I'm forty — Marilyn is only thirty-seven." This was not an allusion to age, but to bust measurements. Miss Mansfield's attitude, posture and expression as she spoke were derivative but none the less effective. To be precise, Miss Mansfield was sprawled out on a settee, lips pouting babyishly whilst her eyes semaphored extremely adult messages.
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