It had just been September 30th when multitalent Blake Edwards asked for a moment of silence in the cavernous Samuel Goldwyn Theatre to remember Tony Curtis who had just died less than 24 hours earlier. The actor and filmmaker had worked together on several films including Mister Cory (1957) and The Perfect Furlough (1959) along with huge box office hits Operation Petticoat (1959) and The Great Race (1965). And now Edwards himself has passed away this morning. He was 88. The writer and director and producer best known for the Pink Panther comedy franchise with Peter Sellers had been the Academy Of Motion Picture Arts & Sciences’ latest tributee, there to participate in an on-stage conversation about his career for the Academy’s annual Jack Oakie Celebration of Comedy in Film. It was an enthusiastic sold-out house that included many collaborators and stars of Edwards’ movies including his wife Julie Andrews and daughter Jennifer Edwards. The entertaining evening featured a liberal dose of clips of The Pink Panther (1964), 10 (1979), Breakfast At Tiffany’s (1961), The Party (1968), and Victor Victoria, the 1982 farce that ironically brought Edwards his one and only Oscar nomination – for his screenplay adaptation. Of course, the Academy gave him an honorary statuette in 2003 (which he accepted in his signature slapstick style: by rolling across the stage in a wheelchair). Host Walter Mirisch (whose company produced Panther and Party) then led the director through a series of observations and anecdotes about his long career. The highlights included a tale about the Paramount exec who, following a preview of Breakfast At Tiffany’s, told Edwards to get rid of “that fucking song”, which of course turned out to be the classic Oscar-winner “Moon River”. Edwards said Audrey Hepburn told the exec, “Over my dead body.” Edwards also talked about what “a pain in the ass” Peter Sellers was while confessing that the unpredictable comic genius could be schizophrenically charming at the same time. “What can you say about a guy who had nightly conversations with his dead mother?” Blake noted. Surprisingly, there were no behind-the-scenes stories about his notorious 1981 anti-Hollywood satire S.O.B. even though it was chosen to be shown in its entirety after the discussion. Blake and Julie obviously saw this as a very personal film about a producer who makes a huge musical flop starring his wife — a Julie Andrews-style beloved star played by, well, Julie Andrews — and then reshoots it as a soft core flick focusing on Andrews’ rack. The film was inspired by Edwards’ battles with Paramount over his disastrous 1970 flop Darling Lili. Everything about Edwards was bigger than life: the movies and the man and the laughs.
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what?!!!! didn’t know he was sick at all.
my condolences go to Julie and their family
well, he was 88.
Just seen this. A great shame and loss.
Beautiful tribute, Nikki. A truly gifted comedic filmmaker who even made a damn fine thriller with “Experiment in Terror!” A deeply talented individual who made a great contribution and impact to his art.
I have so much respect for the brilliant, hilarious Mr. Edwards and his work, which has given me such pleasure over the years, which has influenced and enhanced my life, that I can only say . . .
[cue moment of silence]
Brilliant filmmaker.
Great director. Great guy. Sad day. Love and prayers to the family.
Hat’s off, gentlemen.
My very first feature as a crew person was SOB. Almost a shame, because it was the classiest act I’ve ever experienced and the bar was raised very high. No other film I’ve worked on matched the level of respect for the actors, crew, and the working day. (Such as it was, maybe 10 hours long.) Blake discovered that this 23 year old crew kid watched Laurel and Hardy 2 reelers on a local channel, and every Monday morning he’d spend time with me dissecting the way their comedy worked. His economy of movie making, his wicked sense of humor (my hand held fart machine got me a cameo in the film), his pure joy of filmmaking itself kinda ruined me for the years spent dealing with petulant first time kid directors, lazy actors (I got to work first in the morning and William Holden would be sitting on the set, in his chair, in wardrobe, reading the paper, waiting to work. Really.) My favorite moment: we had finished the day’s work early, the UPM started bugging Blake about adding a scene. He barely glanced at him and said, “I’m not prepared to shoot that scene, and I’m not going to compromise my film. That’s a wrap.” And I’m sure he’s up there now, talking prat-falls and fart jokes with Stan, Oliver, Charlie, and Buster.
Thank you Mr. Edwards for all your wonderful contributions. The movie industry should be a better place because of what you brought to it.
Very sad. In addition to a great talent, he seemed like a great man. My heart goes out to his family.
I was at the tribute to Blake Edwards and even though he was in a wheelchair and had to be helped to his feet to take a bow, he was funny, gracious, engaging. It was a treat to have seen him; sorry we won’t see him again.
The real tragedy is that he was not allowed to direct any movies for the last 20 years due to ageism. He was considered too old which is like saying Clint Eastwood is too old and Clint should have been forced into early retirement 20 years ago. Disgraceful that Blake was sidelined so soon think how many great movies he could have been doing all this time. Typical Hollywood bias.
R.I.P. Mr. Blake. I am grateful for the Many Laughs….
JoN, thanks for saying it for me.
Our civilization just declined a little.
Like Richard Donner and Sam Pekinpaph before him, Blake Edwards got his start in the business in television, toiling as a writer and producer at Dick Powell’s Four Star production mill before hitting his stride as a writer/director in films.
I remember seeing “S.O.B.” in the theater when it came out. There was so much conspiratorial charm premeating the movie, you knew the cast was in on the vendetta and decided to have a good a time as possible.
From the man who gave us “Breakfast at Tiffany’s,” “Days of Wine and Roses,” “Victor/Victoria,” the Pink Panther franchise (which inspired a group of radical Japanese feminists), and whose daughter Jennifer became a footnote in the annals of Hollywood folklore when her film project “Heidi” cut out the final minutes of a hotly contested AFL football game and caused the NBC switchboards to light up faster than a Christmas tree at Rockefeller Center, you will be fondly remembered for your work.
Rest peacefully, Blake.
I remember the first day orientation at Todd AO. Ms. Edwards signed in before me and I stood there looking at this woman with huge Foster Grants and a wide hat trying to disguise her appearance. However, I recognized her in an instant but never let on — only to say I love your and your husbands work.
Rest in peace Blake.
I so loved that intoxicating mix of high brow/low brow antics.
Letting the whole roll of toilet paper unravel in The Party…
…genius.
My finest wishes to his family and his spirit.
Thanks, man.
I believe Edwards served in the Coast Guard during WWII. A salute to a vet who’s passed on.
He gave a lot of laughs to the world…not a bad legacy.
One of the biggest comedy directors of all time… Thank you for inspiring me over the years… Thank you for all the laughs… My heart goes out to all…
RIP Mr. Edwards…. you have brought us soooo much joy over the years. You will always be remembered as one of the great director. Condosences to Julie and family. This time of year makes it even harder to bear. God bless you.
Your reporting of that happy evening at the Academy is a very nice (recent and alive) homage to him. You recap it well. How wonderful for all of us, including him, that it took place.
What a wonderful talent. I remember seeing Victor/Victoria in film school & while being thoroughly entertained (Robert Preston was robbed), the craftsmanship of the direction was amazing (the cockroach in the restaurant scene). “SOB” was what “The Player” wanted to be– biting satire & funny. “Sunset” was underrated. Even his misfires had moments (the glowing condom scene in “Skin Deep”).
RIP.
Great talent. Blind Date is a classic.
no more Birdy Nam Nam…. RIP & thanks for the laughter….
BLAKE EDWARDS… was a class act, HOLLYWOOD triple threat for sure -writer/producer/director. He came along at the right time and quickly made his mark in both comedy and drama, at a point when the studio system gave way to the independents and the big agents.
BLAKE had style and class… and the good fortune to have the musical genius of Henry Mancini make his work even more memorable!