He was the most beautiful sword in the cinema. 6’2 in of dark magnetic English manhood, fencing across the screens of the world with a grace that no actor of his generation could match. He stood at the side of the future Queen Elizabeth in Young Bess. He played opposite the woman who would become Princess Grace of Monaco.
And in the final years of his life, he would even portray the husband of a reigning British monarch on screen. His name was Stuart Granger. And for a single dazzling decade, he was one of the most photographed, most desired, most talked about men on earth. He earned the largest salaries Metro Goldwin Mayor paid.
He married one of the most luminous actresses of the 20th century. He moved in a social world that ranged from the studios of Hollywood to the great houses of European nobility and audiences in 50 nations queued in cinema foyers to watch him fight love and triumph in glorious technicolor. So how does a man who lived this life who held the world in his hand for a brief and brilliant moment die alone quietly in a small California home with the world having largely forgotten the splendor he once embodied? This is the story of Stuart Granger,
born James Lablash Stewart in the Royal Burough of Kensington on a May morning in 1913. The son of a decorated British army officer, the descendant of one of the greatest oporatic performers of the 19th century. A man who reinvented himself so thoroughly that the name he chose became in the end more real than the name he was given.
actor, soldier, husband, father, adventurer, cattle rancher. A man who reached the summit of his profession, who loved and was loved, who moved in the most extraordinary company, and who arrived at the end of his days in the quiet residential streets of a California city by the Pacific, far from the world that had made him.
This is the story of how a Hollywood star conquered the world, and then slowly was forgotten by it. The man who would become Stuart Granger was born James Lablash Stewart on the 6th of May 1913 at Old Brmpton Road in the Royal Burough of Kensington in the southwestern reaches of London. He entered the world in a city still bearing the fading imprint of the Edwwardian era, a London of social hierarchy and professional distinction, where one’s name, one’s family connections, and the class into which one had been born went a considerable
distance towards determining the shape of one’s life. He was the only son of his parents, but he was not their only child. His elder sister, Iris Elizabeth Lablash Stewart, would in time produce a daughter named Carolyn, who under the name Bunny Campion would become a familiar figure to British television audiences as one of the long-erving experts on the Antiques Road Show program.
The Leblash name then would continue to carry distinction across multiple generations of the family. His middle name, Leblash, was not a mere familial affectation. It was the direct inheritance of one of the most extraordinary musical dynasties that 19th century Europe had produced. His mother, Frederica Eliza Leblash, carried in her surname the echo of her remarkable great-grandfather, Luigi Leblash, the Italian FrenchIrish oporatic bass born in Naples in 1794, who had established himself as one of the defining vocal presences of the
romantic era. Through this lineage, Stuart Granger was the great great grandson of one of the most celebrated singers of the entire 19th century and the grandson of an actor of the same name who continued the family’s theatrical tradition. His father was Major James Stewart, a British Army officer who had been decorated with the Order of the British Empire, appointed an officer of that order, the post-nominal initials OBBE attached to his name as a permanent recognition of distinguished service to the crown. His world was shaped by
discipline and command rather than his wife’s artistic inheritance. And the household he and Frederica maintained in Kensington was defined by the productive tension of two temperamentally distinct traditions. On one side the legacy of the opera house, of artistic sensitivity and expressive culture.
On the other, the heritage of the barracks and parade ground of discipline and physical courage. It is not difficult looking back across the decades to see in their son the embodiment of both. The theatrical instinct would arrive with the force of the Lablash lineage. The physical courage and the readiness to meet difficulty without flinching would come from somewhere equally deep within him.
Within little more than a year of James’s birth, the First World War would begin dismantling the certainties of the Edwardian world, and the shadow of that conflict lay over the house. Throughout the years of James’ earliest childhood, his father, as a serving military officer, was drawn directly into that war, and the society in which the boy grew up, was one marked indelibly by its losses and its transformations.
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James Labck Stewart was educated at Epsom College, a distinguished independent school situated in the Surrey Town of Epsom, some 15 mi to the south of London, set within grounds of considerable natural beauty against the backdrop of the North Downs. Founded in 1855 as the Royal Medical Benevolent College, it had broadened its admissions over subsequent decades into a school of real academic and pastoral distinction.
Drawing from the professional classes a cohort of boys prepared for the demands of the world awaiting them. He was, by the accounts that survive, an intelligent and restless student, quick-minded, physically confident, and possessed of a natural magnetism that made him a figure of distinction on the games field and increasingly upon the stage.
The school staged dramatic productions of the kind the English public school tradition has always valued. And the moment the young James Stewart stepped before an audience, something ignited within him that had no equivalent elsewhere in his school experience. There was in performance a particular quality of aliveness, a state of concentrated attention in which the whole of one’s being engaged in the service of a purpose beyond the merely personal.
And that exhilaration did not fade. It deepened with each appearance, and it organized itself into what he recognized with the particular clarity of adolescent conviction as a vocation. Leaving Epsom with a clear sense of where his future lay, he enrolled at the Weber Douglas Academy of Dramatic Art in South Kensington, one of the most respected theatrical training institutions in the country, with a formidable reputation for producing actors of genuine quality, and for providing them with the technical grounding in voice, movement, and
interpretive skill that distinguished the professional from the merely enthusiastic. He trained with a diligence that impressed his instructors and a physical commitment that made his natural stage presence something considerably more formidable than mere good looks and easy confidence. His early professional life took him through the discipline of repetatory theater, first at the Hull Repatory Theater and subsequently after a dispute over pay at the Birmingham Repatory Company where he worked between 1936 and
- It was at Birmingham that he met Ellsworth March, a leading actress with the company, who would in time become his first wife. In 1938, he made his West End debut in a production titled The Sun Never Sets. And in 1939, he joined the prestigious Old Vic Company, appearing on London stages, including The Criterion and St. Martins.
The working actor, whose career would soon be transformed by the cinema, was now firmly established in the Professional Theater of London. It was during this period that a practical difficulty arose requiring resolution. The name James Stewart was already attached to a young American actor from Pennsylvania who was beginning to attract the kind of attention that would eventually make him one of the most celebrated performers in the history of the cinema.
The two James Stewarts could not coexist in the same professional world without creating confusion and a stage name was required. The name he arrived at was Stuart Granger. The forname retained from his own family surname, an act of personal continuity in the midst of professional reinvention. The surname Granger drawn from the maiden name of his Scottish grandmother, an inheritance preserved within the family that he carried forward into his professional identity.
To his friends and colleagues offscreen, however, he would remain Jimmy for the rest of his life. to the public. He became Stuart Granger, and the name worked with a naturalenness, suggesting it had been waiting for him. His earliest film work belonged to this same period. He made his screen debut as an uncredited extra in the 1933 picture, The Song You Gave Me, and could be glimpsed in a handful of other minor productions of the same era, including A Southern Maid, also from 1933.
These were the inconsequential beginnings every film actor must pass through and they gave him his first practical experience of the camera which is a different instrument from the stage demanding a greater inwardness and a more precise economy of expression. When Britain declared war on Germany on the 3rd of September 1939, Stuart Granger was 26 years old and had already begun establishing the foundation of a serious career in the British entertainment world.
He had appeared in several film productions during the 1930s, working in the small and often uncredited capacities that mark the early careers of actors not yet attracting more substantial opportunities. He had worked in repetry and on the West End stage, the war intervened with an absolute and irresistible force that rendered whatever professional plans he had made temporarily irrelevant.
In 1940, he presented himself for military service and was commissioned into the Gordon Highlanders, one of the most celebrated and historically distinguished regiments in the British Army. Raised in 1794 at the instigation of Jane Maxwell, Duchess of Gordon, their battle honors encompassed campaigns in virtually every theater in which the British army had been engaged over a century and a half of service to the crown.
He subsequently transferred to the Black Watch, the Royal Highland Regiment with the rank of second lieutenant, another of the great Scottish regiments whose tradition extended back to the 18th century. To wear the tartan of either was to belong to a tradition of marshall achievement among the most resonant in the entire British regimental cannon.
However, physiology intervened with the finality of a medical verdict. He suffered from stomach ulcers which the military medical authorities determined were incompatible with the physical demands of active service. In 1942, he was invalided out of the army and returned to civilian life. The discharge was not a matter of choice.
It was a medical determination absolute. He was candid about it throughout his life, neither concealing its medical basis nor claiming any distinction that had not been earned. He had been willing to serve, had been commissioned, and had been removed by a condition beyond his control. The particular discomfort of his position, a young man of apparent physical vigor in the civilian world at a time when virtually every man around him was in uniform, was not something he could simply set aside.
It sat with him, and it informed, in ways both visible and invisible, the professional life that followed. The Britain to which Granger returned was a nation reorganized around the requirements of total war, yet one in which the cultural life continued with a vitality that surprised even those contributing to it. The theaters of the West End had reopened.
Film studios were producing pictures at a pace satisfying audiences whose appetite for distraction had been sharpened, not diminished, by the circumstances of their daily lives. Cinema attendance during the wartime years reached levels rarely matched before or since as people sought in the darkness of the picture houses a temporary relief from the anxieties of a nation under sustained pressure.
For a young actor returned to civilian life by medical necessity. This environment presented a real opportunity and he addressed it by throwing himself into stage and film work with an intensity going beyond mere professional ambition. He had appeared in convoy in 1940 and Secret Mission in 1942 and he had also made his presence felt on the wartime stage.
It was from this determination and from the remarkable creative conditions of the wartime entertainment world that the British film career of Stuart Granger was built. The studio most consequential in shaping the early trajectory of Stuart Granger’s film career was Gainesborough Pictures which had developed a style of historical melodrama entirely its own.
a mode of filmmaking reing in period costume, romantic passion, gothic atmosphere, and villain of the most satisfying theatrical kind. These were not pictures that sought the approval of the respectable critical establishment, which tended to regard them with a mixture of condescension and bafflement.
They were pictures that sought the approval of the audience, and they received it in overwhelming measure, packing cinemas throughout Britain with a loyalty and an enthusiasm that testified to how precisely they satisfied a real hunger in the public imagination. For Stuart Granger, the Gainesburgh style was an ideal vehicle.
He had the physical attributes that period costume required and rewarded, the natural authority that romantic heroes demanded, and in increasing measure, the screen presence that separates the merely competent actor from the genuine star of the cinema. In 1943, he appeared in The Man in Gray, directed by Leslie Aras alongside James Mason, Margaret Lockwood, and Phyllis Calvert.
Granger played the romantic hero Peter Rogby, the decent and honorable counterpart to Mason’s brilliant cold-eyed villain in this Regency set melodrama of passion and treachery. The film transformed the careers of all four leading players overnight and Grers’s name was now firmly established with the British cinema going public.
1944 brought Fanny by Gaslight directed by Anthony Aswith in which Granger played Harry Somerford, a man of genuine decency. navigating the treacherous social currents of Victorian England. The role gave him material of emotional substance to work with, demonstrating that beneath the handsome exterior, there was a real actor capable of conveying vulnerability and tenderness.
The same year brought Madonna of the Seven Moons and Love Story, the latter of which became one of the most popular British films of the year, securing Granger’s standing as one of the most recognizable leading men in British cinema. In 1945, he played his first antagonistic role in Waterloo Road directed by Sydney Gilead and appeared in the most prestigious production of his British period to that point.
Caesar and Cleopatra, the Gabriel Pascal adaptation of George Bernard Shaw’s celebrated play starred Claude Reigns as Caesar and the incandescent Vivian Lee as Cleopatra. Granger appeared as Apollodoris, one of the most loyal of Cleopatra’s followers, and the experience of working alongside performers of such caliber was formative in ways that would declare themselves more fully in the years ahead.
Caravan in 1946 and Captain Boycott in 1947, the latter directed by Frank Lunder and dealing with the land wars of Victorian Ireland, further extended his range. The magic bow, also in 1946, gave him one of his more unusual roles. He played the celebrated 19th century Italian violinist Nicolo Paganini, a part requiring him to perform fingering and bowing convincingly enough to match the soundtrack supplied by Yehudi Menu Hin.
By the end of 1945, British exhibitors had voted him the second most popular British film star and the ninth most popular star overall in any nationality. And the Times had described him memorably as this 6-oot blackvisaged exs soldier from the Black Watch, England’s number one pinup boy. Throughout these years, there was, however, a quiet professional shadow at his side.
The actor James Mason, who had first appeared opposite him in The Man in Gray, was consistently given the more substantial Gainesboro roles, and Granger felt the slight keenly. He was, by his own admission, frustrated at being typ cast as the dashing romantic hero, while Mason inherited the darker, more dramatically rewarding parts.
When Mason eventually departed for Hollywood in the late 1940s, Granger inherited the better roles. Yet, despite the rivalry, the two men remained genuinely close. Granger would later describe James Mason as one of the closest friends I ever had, a wonderful actor, and a humble and wonderful man. In 1948 came two productions of considerable significance.
Blanch Fury, a dark period thriller directed by Mark Aligray, gave him a role of genuine moral complexity. And Saraband for Dead Lovers produced by Eling Studios and directed by Basil Dearan and Michael Ralph was a production of a different order of achievement entirely. Saraband for dead lovers told the story of the doomed romance between Sophie Doratha of Chella and the Swedish adventurer Count Koigmark played by Granger in a performance of genuine emotional depth.
His performance as the ill- fated Count was widely noted as the most artistically complete of his British career to that point. By the close of the 1940s, he was one of the most recognizable and admired film actors in Britain. The attention of Hollywood had been turning in his direction for some time.
By 1950, it had arrived. Metro Goldwin Meer, the most powerful and the most glamorous of the great American studios, had observed Grers’s British career with the combination of commercial calculation and genuine appreciation that constituted its talent recognition function at its most effective. In 1950, Stuart Granger signed with Metro Goldwin Meyer, and the decade that followed would be defined by the films he made under that contract, seen by audiences numbering in the tens of millions across every continent on Earth. He would in
1956 become a naturalized citizen of the United States together with his wife Jean Simmons, an act reflecting the depth of his commitment to the American chapter of his life. Though in 1967, after his return to Europe, he would renounce that American citizenship and recover his original British nationality. His image at the studio required relatively little artifice because the material with which it worked was genuine.
He was a leading man in the truest and most classical sense. A figure whose screen presence carried authority, physical capability, romantic attractiveness, and a quality of fundamentally decent masculinity that audiences throughout the world found both aspirational and reassuring. Within the specific category of the swashbuckling romantic hero, Stuart Granger occupied during the 1950s, a position of genuine and virtually unchallenged preeminence.
The film launching Stuart Grers’s Hollywood career with maximum impact was King Solomon’s Minds released in 1950 filmed extensively on location in Africa. Drawn from H. Rider Haggard’s celebrated adventure novel of 1885. The story followed the great white hunter Alan Quartermain as he led an expedition into the interior of Africa in search of a missing explorer and the legendary minds of the title.
Granger played Quartermain alongside Deborah Kerr with whom, as he would later candidly disclose in his autobiography, he conducted a six-month romantic affair during the production. The film was a significant commercial success, performing strongly at the box office in both the United States and internationally, and it received Academy Award nominations for its color cinematography and its editing, and won the Oscar for best color cinematography.
He was now unambiguously a Hollywood star. 2 years later came the film that would most durably define the terms of his legend. Scaramoosh, released in 1952 and directed by George Sydney, was in every sense a masterwork of the swashbuckling genre. Produced with a commitment to the pleasures of its own form that elevated it from merely excellent popular entertainment into something approaching a definitive statement of what the adventure film could achieve.
Drawn from Raphael Sabatini’s novel of Revolutionary France, the story followed Andre Loui Maro, a young man who discovers within himself an extraordinary talent for the sword and a depth of moral conviction his earlier light-hearted persona had concealed. To prepare for the role, Granger took his fencing studies with extraordinary seriousness, training under a retired Olympic fencing champion and reportedly wearing out roughly a dozen pairs of fencing shoes during the preparation.
The element of Scaramoosh entering the permanent vocabulary of cinema history is the climactic duel between Mororrow and the marquee domains played by Mel Ferrer. A sword fight set in the ornate splendor of a Parisian theater running to approximately 6 minutes and 30 seconds of continuous choreographed action and described repeatedly by historians and critics of the cinema as the finest sword fight ever committed to film.
The sequence was months in preparation. The setting traversed in its entirety from stage to boxes to corridors to auditorium was used with architectural intelligence transforming the fight from a simple contest of skill into a sustained dramatic journey through a space that was itself a character in the story. Granger was required to carry the full emotional significance of the encounter through physical performance alone and the result placed the sequence firmly within the category of genuine cinematic art. Scaramush was an enormous
commercial success. Granger appeared on the cover of Life magazine alongside the title Stuart Granger swashbuckler and his status as the preeminent swashbuckling star of his generation was confirmed with a definitiveness no subsequent development of his career would entirely overturn. In the same year, 1952, Granger appeared in The Prisoner of Zender, the MGM adaptation of Anthony Hope’s beloved adventure novel, playing the dual role of Rudolph Rasendil, an English gentleman who must impersonate the king
of Ruretania to prevent a royal abduction and political catastrophe. His theatrical voice, his stature of 6’2 in, and his dignified profile made him a natural for the role. The Wild North in 1952 directed by Andrew Martin partnered him with Sid Shereice and proved one of the most commercially successful pictures of his early Hollywood years.
1953 brought young Bess in which Granger played Thomas Seymour, the Lord High Admiral of England and the romantic attachment of the young Princess Elizabeth, later to become Elizabeth I. The film starred Jean Simmons in the title role with Charles Lorton as Henry VIII. And the genuine affection and easy intimacy between two performers who were by then married in private life communicated itself through the screen with a warmth that the most accomplished professional chemistry cannot fully replicate.
The same year produced Salomi, a biblical epic in which Granger appeared alongside Rita Hworth, yet another demonstration of his standing within the studio hierarchy. 1954 brought what many regard as one of the most perfectly suited roles of his Hollywood years. Bo Bromel directed by Curtis Burnernhard cast Granger as George Brian Bromel the celebrated Regency Dandy whose genius for personal style and unmatched social intelligence had made him the dominant figure of London society and the intimate companion of
the Prince of Wales. Brummel’s story moved from the dazzling height of social power to the bleak destitution of exile and decline. And Granger brought to the characterization a quality of wit and lightness the Regency setting demanded while proving equally compelling in the later passages where Brummel’s deterioration and lonely death required emotional registers of genuine gravity.
The performance was the most complete and most nuanced of his Hollywood career. Greenfire in 1954 had cast him as an emerald prospector in South America alongside Grace Kelly just months before her own life would change beyond recognition with her marriage to Prince Raineier of Monaco. Footsteps in the Fog in 1955 reunited him on screen with Jean Simmons.
Moonfleet in 1955 directed by the great Fritz Lang was a production of markedly different character from the more straightforwardly heroic vehicles of Grers’s Hollywood years. He played Jeremy Fox, a morally compromised gentleman whose connection with a young orphaned boy initiates a hesitant and painful redemption.
The character’s fundamental ambiguity was a challenge that Granger met with a thoughtfulness and a willingness to inhabit difficulty that enriched the picture considerably. Bwani Junction in 1956 directed by George Cukor was another departure. A drama set in the final years of the British Raj, dealing with the moral and personal complexities of Indian independence.
Granger played Colonel Rodney Savage, a British officer navigating the turbulent transition. Harry Black in 1958, partly shot in India, cast him as a professional adventurer, and The Whole Truth in 1958 saw him return to Britain for a thriller produced by Romulus Films.
The final significant production of his classical Hollywood period was North to Alaska, released in 1960 and directed by Henry Hathaway. Granger appeared alongside John Wayne and Capusine in a boisterous adventure set against the Alaskan gold rush. His career continued into the 1960s with European co-productions filmed in Germany, Italy, and Spain.
The German Carl May western adaptations included among vultures in 1964 in which he played the iconic frontier figure Old Surhand. His belated Hollywood comeback came with the action picture the wild geese in 1978. From his first moments before a camera in the early 1930s to his last appearances on screen in the late 1980s, he had given to the cinema a body of work of remarkable range anchored by a handful of performances and one sword fight in particular that will endure for as long as the films that contain them are preserved and
screened. If Stuart Granger’s professional life was a story of remarkable achievement, his personal life was equally dramatic and equally resistant to simple resolution. He was, by his own candid acknowledgement, and by the consistent testimony of those who knew him, a man of intense passions and considerable personal complexity, direct to the point of bluntness, demanding in his expectations, and possessed of a habit of speaking his mind with a completeness that the more diplomatically inclined,
found alarming. His co-star in Scaramoosh, Eleanor Parker, would later describe him as the most difficult performer she had encountered in her entire career. He was not an easy man, but he was at his core a sincere one. Yet beneath the difficult surface lay a capacity for genuine friendship of remarkable durability.
His closest friend was the British actor Michael Wilding whom he had met in his earliest film work in the 1930s. The two men remained the best of friends for over 40 years until Wilding’s death in 1979. Lawrence Olivier, no easy judge of others, was once quoted as saying of him, “Jimmy Granger is one of the top stage actors because he makes acting look easy when it isn’t.
” And his friendship with James Mason, his early professional rival, endured for decades until Mason’s own death in 1984. His first marriage was to the actress Ellsworth March, whom he had met at the Birmingham Repatory Company and married in 1938. The marriage produced two children, a son named Jaime and a daughter named Lindsay.
It endured through the years of the war and through the initial phase of his emergence as a major British film star, but the pressures of fame proved in the end insuperable. The marriage ended in divorce in 1948. His second marriage was to Jean Simmons and in every sense it was a union of two of the most extraordinary talents of their generation.
Simmons had been born in London in 1929 and had entered the cinema while still a child, appearing as the young Estella in David Lean’s Great Expectations in 1946 and as Oilia in Lawrence Olivier’s Hamlet in 1948, a performance of such genuine and heartbreaking sensitivity that it established her at the age of 19 as a performer of the very first rank.
Simmons would go on to receive an Academy Award nomination for her performance in Hamlet, the youngest performer at that time to receive such recognition. When they married in 1950, those around them felt they were witnessing one of those rare things, a marriage of deep mutual recognition.
Their daughter Tracy was born in 1956. They worked together on screen in Adam and Evelyn in 1949, in Young Bess in 1953, and in Footsteps in the Fog in 1955. In 1952, the two of them sued the famously eccentric Hollywood producer Howard Hughes for breach of contract, a dispute settled out of court for $250,000 in damages.
But the forces eroding marriages between people of large ambitions and demanding professional lives exerted their pressure with inevitability and the marriage ended in divorce in 1960, a loss Granger would later acknowledge as among the deepest regrets of his life. A particularly difficult chapter in Granger’s life would emerge years later.
In 1985, the writer Penny Jun published a biography of the actor Richard Burton, which alleged that Burton had conducted an affair with Jean Simmons during her marriage to Granger. The seduction allegedly taking place in the residence Granger and Simmons shared while Granger slept in another room. Granger sued the author and the publisher and in 1987 London’s high court awarded him substantial damages vindicating his position and protecting both his own reputation and that of his former wife.
His third marriage to the Belgian actress and model Caroline Lasserf took place in 1964 and lasted until 1969. The marriage produced one daughter Samantha. He was a devoted father to all of his children, and the warmth of those relationships provides an important counterbalance to the picture of personal difficulty that the failures of his marriages might otherwise suggest.
If the title of this documentary speaks of royal love, that love took many forms in Stuart Grers’s life, some literal, some symbolic, and at least one quite unexpected. Throughout the years of his greatest celebrity, the social world he inhabited brought him into the company of figures whose names belonged not to the credits of the cinema, but to the chronicles of the great royal houses of Europe.
In 1954, he co-starred in Green Fire with Grace Kelly, the young American actress whose own life would soon be transformed beyond recognition. She filmed Green Fire only some months before she would meet Prince Reineia of Monaco for the first time. And within roughly 18 months of working alongside Granger in Africa, she would become her serene highness, Princess Grace, one of the most photographed women on earth.
To have shared the screen so closely with a future princess was in itself a small distinction of the kind that Granger’s career produced with curious regularity. The most direct connection of all came late in his life. In 1982, the American CBS television network broadcast a made for television film titled The Royal Romance of Charles and Diana, depicting the events leading to the wedding of His Royal Highness the Prince of Wales, and Lady Diana Spencer the previous year.
The cast included Olivia de Havland as her majesty, Queen Elizabeth the Queen Mother, Dana Winter as her majesty Queen Elizabeth II, the young Katherine Oxenberg as Lady Diana Spencer, and Stuart Granger himself in one of the most curious roles of his late career as his royal highness Prince Philip, Duke of Edinburgh.
The casting was in its way perfect. Granger possessed the bearing, the height, the silvering distinction, and the unmistakable Englishness of presence that the role required, and he reportedly enjoyed playing the consort of the British monarch. The film became the most watched program on American prime time television in the week of its broadcast, drawing a Neielson rating of 24.
For a man whose great cinema years had ended a decade and more before, to be cast as the husband of the British Queen and to be watched in that role by tens of millions across the United States was a curious culmination of a long professional relationship with the imagery of British nobility. Beyond the cameras, his time in Europe brought him into contact with figures from European aristocratic and royal circles and accounts of the period note friendships of warmth and significance that went beyond ordinary social acquaintance. He was a man who had moved
through many worlds and belonged entirely to none of them and whose life sat at one of the most peculiar junctions in 20th century social history, the meeting of the new celebrity of the cinema with the old certainty of European nobility. The great studio system that had produced Stuart Grers’s most celebrated Hollywood films began its irreversible decline in the late 1950s and early 1960s.
Television was capturing audiences that had previously regarded the weekly cinema visit as a near religious ritual, and the social upheavalss of the 1960s were changing audience tastes with a rapidity that made the lavish polished entertainments of the 1940s and 1950s seem remote and irrelevant to many younger viewers. In the late 1950s, Granger had made an unexpected and important commercial diversification.
He became a successful cattle rancher, purchasing land in New Mexico and Arizona and becoming one of the figures responsible for introducing the French Cherlay breed of cattle to the United States. to finance the ranch. He continued to act and his work in this period took him repeatedly to Europe where he appeared in German, Italian and Spanish productions, including a notable role as the frontiersman Old Surhand in the German Carl May western adaptation among vultures in 1964.
In 1967, he renounced the United States citizenship he had taken 11 years earlier and recovered his original British nationality. The 1970s and early 1980s brought a steady run of television work in the United States. He starred for a single season as the central figure in the western series The Men from Shiloh, a continuation of the long-running Virginia program broadcast in the 1970 to 1971 season.
He played Sherlock Holmes himself in a 1972 adaptation of The Hound of the Baskils. He guest starred in the fall guy in Murder She Wrote in 1985 and in numerous other productions. In 1987 he appeared in the German television soap opera does deenbergs the heritage of the Goldenbergs. In 1981 he published his autobiography Sparks Fly Upward a memoir reflecting in its cander and directness the character of the man who had dictated it.
Its title, a reference to the book of Job, for man is born to trouble as the sparks fly upward, carried within it a quiet acknowledgement of the complexity of a life lived at such a pitch. The book was famously frank, often scathing in its assessments of Hollywood and its denisens, and it was in this volume that he disclosed candidly his earlier romantic affair with Deborah Kerr during the production of King Solomon’s Minds.
The autobiography contained some of his most quoted utterances about his own profession. “I’ve never done a film I’m proud of,” he declared with the characteristic bluntness that disarmed and infuriated his colleagues in equal measure. “I haven’t aged into a character actor,” he said elsewhere. “I’m an old leading man and of the cinema world he had inhabited for decades.
It’s full of envy from little people, heads of studios for example, who hate people for their attractiveness.” The book was received as more than a standard celebrity memoir. The work of a man who had reflected with unusual honesty on his failures alongside his achievements written with an irony, a self-deprecation, and a curious naivity that flavored the text from start to finish.
In late 1989, at the age of 76, he made his final appearance on the professional stage in a Broadway production of The Circle by W. Somerset Morm opening on the 14th of November at the Ambassador Theater, performing alongside Rex Harrison in what would prove Harrison’s final stage role and Glennice John’s. It was a fitting late distinction for a man whose career had begun on the British stage more than half a century earlier.
His later years were characterized by a quietness that was partly chosen and partly imposed by the combined effects of age, progressive arthritis, and the widening distance between the kind of cinema he had made and the kind the industry was now producing. He moved from Santa Monica to Pacific Palisades, California, and continued to live quietly.
The telephone rang less frequently. The social world so brilliantly populated in the great years was thinner now, many of its figures gone. The world had moved on. Stuart Granger died on the 16th of August 1993 at his home in Santa Monica, California. He was 80 years of age. The cause of his death was prostate cancer, which by the time of his passing had spread to his bones, prostate and bone cancer in combination, and he had faced the disease with the same pragmatism and personal courage, characterizing his
approach to the various difficulties his long life had placed before him. He did not seek the public attention in his illness that some public figures choose to attract, preferring to meet the final difficulty of his life in the relative privacy of home and family.
He died in the city that had been his home through the long final chapter of his life. His remains were cremated and his ashes were given to family. His passing was noted with the warmth and genuine respect that a career of his distinction properly commanded. Tributes were offered by colleagues, by critics, and by members of the public who felt with the particular intimacy that the cinema creates between performer and audience that they had lost someone they knew.
He had outlived many of those who had shared the world of his greatest years, and he faced the final months of his life with the reduced company that old age inevitably brings. He died at home, tended by those who cared for him in the private circumstances that are the common inheritance of every human being, regardless of how publicly their life has been lived.
It was a quiet ending for a man who had lived so very loudly. Stuart Grers’s place in the history of British and international cinema deserves to be recognized with the clarity the evidence demands. He was during the great years of his Hollywood career, one of the defining figures of the swashbuckling romantic adventure film, a genre representing at its finest a form of popular art of genuine quality and appeal.
and the best of the films he made during those years have proved more durable and more rewarding than those who regarded them primarily as commercial entertainments might have anticipated. The Scaramush duel endures as the single most celebrated achievement of his career and it deserves every word of the praise bestowed upon it.
To watch it today is to understand with immediate and unmediated clarity why the swashbuckling film at its best was something considerably more than athletic spectacle and why the actor who could carry its demands with the conviction and grace that Granger brought to that sequence was an artist as well as an entertainer.
His autobiography Sparks Fly Upward published in 1981 stands as a candid and consistently rewarding account of a remarkable life. There is even a street named after him in San Antonio, Texas. A small but enduring marker of the affection in which he was held in unexpected places. He is remembered with the particular warmth that the cinema reserves for those who gave themselves to it fully.
He gave the world the swashbuckling hero at his most complete and most convincing. And in doing so, he gave the world something the cinema at its best has always been in the business of giving. the image of a human possibility. The sense that courage and grace and the willingness to meet the demands of a difficult world with style and with decency are not merely ideals but achievable realities.
A life of fame, romance, and adventure that quietly gave way to isolation. A career that blazed with a brilliance that has not entirely faded. The sword has been put up. The technicolor has faded to the softer tones of time. But the films remain and in them the man remains too vivid, physical, unmistakably alive, commanding every frame he inhabits with the natural authority of the genuinely gifted and offering to everyone who watches the best of what the cinema at its most generous and its most honest has
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