By Jacob Stockinger
This week, The Ear saw the movie “Florence Foster Jenkins,” a story about the amateur singer Florence Foster Jenkins (below, in the 1920s in a photo from Getty Images), who was famous in the early- to mid-20th-century for singing terribly, painfully and laughably off-key but who nonetheless pursued performing in public and sold a lot of records.
During the Wisconsin Film Festival, The Ear also saw a French movie, “Marguerite,” with a similar story line and main character.
Of the two, he much preferred “Florence Foster Jenkins.” Meryl Streep (below) plays the flawed diva with total commitment. The Ear suspects it will garner Streep, who did her own bad singing to perfection, her 20th Academy Award nomination, even if she doesn’t win a fourth Oscar.
British actor Hugh Grant might also be nominated for his supporting role as the British out-of-work actor who becomes her protector, promoter and caring love partner St. Clair Bayfield.
In additon, her piano accompanist Cosmé McMoon, played by Simon Helberg, who could also receive an Oscar nomination, develops into a memorable secondary character.
The English script — directed by the talented Stephen Frears –seemed more tightly written with better characters and dialogue than the French one, which dragged on too long and seemed forced in its ending, although both movies share similarities in their endings.
But to be honest, with both of the films The Ear had a major problem with suspending disbelief.
He just can’t believe that Jenkins didn’t know how badly she sang.
You can hear her butcher the famous and difficult “Queen of the Night” aria from “The Magic Flute” by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart, in the YouTube video at the bottom.
Anyway, the Deceptive Cadence blog for NPR, or National Public Radio, has provided an excellent background piece, a very factual biography of Jenkins, that also asks famous singers whether it is possible for Jenkins not to have known how flawed her singing was.
All The Ear knows is that if he played the piano that badly, he sure wouldn’t go perform a recital in Carnegie Hall.
Here is a link to the blog piece by Tom Huizenga:
Now if you go to either or both movies, here is what The Ear wants to know:
Which film about Florence Foster Jenkins did you prefer, and why?
And do you think it is possible to sing as badly as Jenkins did without knowing it?
The Ear wants to hear.