This post is part of the “Try It, You’ll Like It!” Blogathon, hosted by Sister Celluloid and Movies Silently, where we write about “gateway films” that might bring non-classic-film lovers into the fold! For all the entries, click here!
All About Eve has long been one of my favourite films. With its sharply written and snappy dialogue, its flawless casting, and its compelling and somewhat disturbing reflections on the nature of stardom and fandom in the Hollywood system, the film serves as a great entry point for those interested in classic Hollywood cinema (hence my focus on it for this blogathon). If you are looking for a film that gives you insight into the workings of Hollywood in its golden age, look no further than All About Eve.
The film follows the fraught relationship between Margo Channing (Bette Davis), a strong-willed and successful Broadway actress and her protege and later replacement Eve (Anne Baxter). While Eve begins the film as the starstruck fan of Margo, it becomes increasingly clear that she has designs on both the career of her idol and her husband. While she ultimately succeeds in supplanting Margo in the eyes of the consuming public, she also becomes increasingly jaded and cynical, the victim of her own ambitions. The film ends with Eve herself obtaining a young protege, one who might perpetuate the cycle.
The film, like others of the period (including Sunset Boulevard), remains interested in the contours and nature of female stardom. Of course, given that this is 1950s Hollywood, it should come as no surprise that the thoroughly empowered and career-minded Margo eventually decides to largely withdraw from that aspect of her life in order to focus on her frayed marriage. She realizes, as any “good” 1950s woman would, that she will gain much more satisfaction out of her domestic life than she will as an actress. However, given that this is Bette Davis we’re talking about here, there is no small amount of ambiguity about how seriously we as viewers are supposed to take her supposed domestication (in my opinion, not very. How can you domesticate Bette Davis, after all?)
In marked contrast, Eve is as rapacious as she is talented, striving to take everything that she wants, regardless of who she has to step on or who she has to hurt on her way to both career and sexual happiness. What makes her sinister, of course, is that she appears to be so genuine. Indeed, we are led to believe that, like so many fans in classical Hollywood films, she has allowed the boundary to dangerously blur between her own identity and that which she wants to become.
More insidiously, the film also seems to suggest that female friendship is either inherently toxic and catty or, alternatively, a slipper slope into the danger zone of desire. It always remains slightly unclear whether Eve desires to be Margo, desires her (and thus attempts to to satisfy that desire by trying to seduce her husband), or some combination of the two. And it is precisely this ambiguity that gives the film its bite.
Thus, the queer overtones in this film are hard to miss (see below for a couple of great books that discuss the film in some detail), and both Baxter and Sanders seem to relish their roles as the two devilishly queer characters. Addison, not surprisingly, considers himself a Svengali and tries to mold Eve into the kind of woman that he wants to her to be and she, likewise, wants to do what she wants to do. The ongoing tension between the two of them makes for one of the more compelling and deliciously corrupt parts of the entire story.
What really stands out, however, is the ending, in which a star-struck young fan manages to sneak into Eve’s room. The last shot of the film is of this young woman, holding Eve’s trophy in front of a set of mirrors, her reflection stretching off infinitely into the future. We are left in no doubt that the cycle of which Eve herself was a part will continue, that she will one day be replaced by a younger, more vivacious version of herself. And unlike Margo, she probably will not have domestic bliss as a solace.
All About Eve is one of those splendid films that uses the conventions of classic Hollywood to cast a light on the ways in which the film industry is a cyclical monster, pulling in and spitting out its stars, particularly women. However, it is also a relentlessly and bitingly enjoyable film, one of the great gems of old Hollywood. Just as importantly, it highlights that one thing that makes the old films so much fun: the dominance of women. For all of its latent (and sometimes overt) misogyny, classical Hollywood was an industry and a system that relied on the glamour of its female stars. And All About Eve shows why such a system worked so well for so long.
If you’d like to read more about queer readings of All About Eve, I recommend Robert Corber’s book Cold War Femme and Patricia White’s Uninvited as excellent starting points.
4 thoughts on “Screening Classic Hollywood: “All About Eve” (1950)”
A great choice. One of the big misapprehensions about classic films is that they’re devoid of any sexuality and, if you’ll pardon the expression, the kind of mind-fuckery that’s so prevalent in modern movies (Notes on a Scandal being an All About Eve-adjacent example). There’s so much going on in All About Eve, which only gets more interesting when you have some context for the gender politics and production codes of the time. I think once beginners understand the constraints filmmakers were under, they can better appreciate all the creative ways they worked around those constraints.
Also, you are so correct – one does not simply “domesticate” Bette Davis.
Like you and the previous commenter said, one cannot “domesticate” Bette Davis. The thought of it makes me laugh.
Great review! You’re right – there is SO much going on in this film, and a person doesn’t necessarily catch it the first time around. You’ve given me lots of things to think about the next time I see this, which will be soon. (I HAVE to watch this film at least once per year.)
This is one of my all-time favorite movies.