This is a sympathetic look at Joan Crawford, and I feel, written in part as a corrective to the notorious "Mommie Dearest" written by her daughter, Christina Crawford. However, there's no doubt that while Crawford had a demanding and hyper-perfectionist streak that probably mitigated against her being a good parent, she could also be generous and kind, especially to her fans and to her exes .An example of this is her treatment of Franchot Tone (husband number 2).
Tone was involved in a fracas with actor Tom Neal over a starlet, that occurred years after the Crawford divorce. He was punched in the face so hard that he was unconscious of 18 hours and the bones of one side of his face were demolished. Plastic surgery in the 1940s was no where as developed a field as it is today, and Tone's face was not wholly restored. He also endured financial losses and suffered from lung cancer late in life that would eventually kill him. (He was a lifelong smoker.) Crawford oversaw his healthcare, providing much of it herself. When Tone asked her to oversee his cremation and the scattering of his ashes in Canada, she faithfully undertook the tasks. She also helped him financially.
A few things stand out for me in view of Crawford's portrayal in (the book) "Mommie Dearest."
--Crawford seemed to over idealize both marriage and motherhood and would brook no failures or imperfections. Her expectations for both were horribly unrealistic and were based on an unhappy, impoverished childhood that she could never let go.
--Her marriages supposedly ended in large part over and over for the same reason: she was more successful and was paid far more than were her spouses. It seemed to bother her as much or more as it did them. Nevertheless, the happiest marriage (to Douglas Fairbanks, Jr.) was NOT helped when she informed her husband that she had rented an apartment, wanted no questions, and left neither address nor phone number. Apparently, she was having assignations with Clark Gable, her costar in several films at that location.
--Crawford admitted to Ms. Chandler that the most important thing in her life was not her marriages but her career.
Thirdly, for a woman obsessed with cleanliness, raising children--largely alone--had to be difficult. Kids are messy and have the even more challenging feature of developing their own personalities, likes and dislikes. Crawford did not seem to have either the flexibility or the sense of humor to be a successful parent or to enjoy her children.
At least one episode in Mommie Dearest was reported by the late actor James MacArthur, son of actress Helen Hayes and playwright Charles MacArthur who were neighbors of the Crawford family. In an article in Parade Magazine that ran YEARS BEFORE the book was published, the original "Danno" of "Hawaii Five-O" mentioned visiting Christina who was a friend of his, and seeing her adoptive brother Christopher, tied to the bedpost because he'd run away! (I actually read the Parade article.)
Crawford's description of Christopher suggest that he might be autistic although Chandler never suggests this. (The book was published in 2008. Crawford died in May 1977.) For example, he rejected being picked up and cuddled even as an infant, which is very unusual. Also, he was a chronic runaway. We're never told how he did in school or if he had friends; just that he was devoted to his big sister, Christina, and followed her lead in everything. Joan always felt that her two older children ganged up on her and sought ways to make her life unpleasant!
Men went in and out of their lives as well, husbands, lovers, professional colleagues. Christopher seemed to resent either Joan's domination, or female domination, but bonded well with his stepfathers (including Philip Terry and Alfred Sloane). It must have been traumatic for him when they vanished from his life.
Years later, when Christopher, by now a military veteran with a wife and child comes to visit Joan at long last, she turns his family away, telling Chandler that he once spit in her face and told her he hated her!
Joan's children were always her "adopted" children, which I suspect may also have been another problem. At the end of her life, Joan asked her daughter, Cathy, if her children regarded Joan as their "real" grandmother, since Cathy was adopted! Cathy told Joan that they did, which made her very happy.
Another fact that was a bit unsettling to read is Joan's commenting over and over about her children being "blond." Would she have loved them less or sent them back if she'd been offered brunette Caucasian children?
Several sources claim that Cathy and her "twin" Cindy, were not twins at all, but were adopted separately from 2 different families a few months apart. Charlotte Chandler claims that they WERE twins and provides a birth date for them. Whether this is accurate or just a birth date for one of the girls is conjectural at this point. They were raised as twins all their lives.
Cathy Crawford LaLonde speaks about what a wonderful mother Joan was on the last two pages of the book. Curiously, Cindy is not interviewed and her childhood memories are not recorded.
The book is an easy read and it's obvious that Charlotte Chandler genuinely like and admired Crawford and there WAS much to admire. The actress was a terrific dancer, and in fact, began her career as a chorus dancer. She was disciplined to a fault, but made it on her own. She had a fantastic figure and exercised religiously. She could be wonderfully charming and spent hours answering fan mail and meeting with fans. She was a tireless, patriotic worker for the LA Stage Door Canteen, during World War II. Stories of her kindness and patience with even young fans abound. (They make you wonder even more why she seemed to have so little patience with her own children...perhaps she gave too much at the office!)
The best parts of the book for me where the lengthy interviews with the charming and cultured Douglas Fairbanks, Jr., replete with a story from there wedding night that illustrates the "Mommie Dearest" side of Joan's persona (you'll have to read it for yourself!) and the reminiscences of movie director Vincent Sherman, who had an extra-marital affair with Crawford that the actress commenced quite blatantly (again, you'll have to read this for yourself!).
Fairbanks in particular, is so handsome, charming, patient and forgiving, I half fell in love with him myself. SHE initiated their divorce, to which he, ever the gentleman, acquiesced. He discusses their relationship and marriage at length and it's alternately charming and quite funny, although it's obvious, even decades later, that she broke his heart....
This is a great fun read and I would recommend it to anyone interested in Crawford, early motion picture history (remember, she began in silent films!) and who's interested in trying to decipher the truth(s) of the complex, sexy, smart, talented woman who was one of the greatest stars ever to come out of Hollywood.
(Caveat: The author never tells us where or when or how many interviews she held with Crawford and there is no bibliography.)