Showing posts with label My Friend Flicka. Show all posts
Showing posts with label My Friend Flicka. Show all posts

Friday, February 27, 2015

Adventure classics -- Who needs a happy ending?


The Red Pony/My Friend Flicka

by John Steinbeck/Mary O’Hara

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Did John Steinbeck compromise his art by grafting a happy ending onto the screenplay based on his story collection, The Red Pony? It’s a common complaint among avid readers that the movies made from book are never as satisfying as the books themselves, that the authors of books must be gnashing their teeth over the changes screenwriters make to their stories.

In The Red Pony, though, the changes were the author’s own, with Steinbeck using only material from three of the stories and adding a controversially happy ending. “If a producer who had acquired the rights to an original work made such extensive changes in it, admirers of the original could justifiably raise cries of protest against the treatment of the source¼ ( but) Steinbeck was obviously not interested in simply transferring his story cycle to the screen; he wished to tell the story of Jody Tiflin’s initiation into manhood in a way that he deemed suited to the new medium, critic Warren French wrote in “The Red Pony as Story Cycle and Film.”

And why not? It’s an author’s prerogative, after all, to change his mind. But I can’t help suspecting a little influence from another story about a boy and the young horse he nurses through a serious illness, My Friend Flicka.

Written by Mary O’Hara (herself a Hollywood veteran), 1941’s Flicka went on to become successful enough as a 1943 movie to get a spin-off TV series and 21st century remakes.

Both Flicka and The Red Pony feature young boys on their way to learning hard lessons; both revel in the natural worlds their authors loved -- California’s Salinas Valley where Steinbeck spent much of his boyhood at his grandparents’ ranch, the Wyoming of the Remount Ranch where O’Hara moved with her equestrian husband. And both stories, of course, have a horse at their center. Significantly, though, the equine heroine of Flicka lives. Jody Tiflin’s pony, at least the one in the first story of The Red Pony cycle, the story on which most of the movie is based, dies.

Did Steinbeck take that into account in collaborating on the screenplay of the 1949 Red Pony movie? His original stories, although with a child protagonist, were written for adults. The movie was expected to appeal mainly to children. Was the death of a beloved animal deemed just too difficult for kids to handle?

“Children should be allowed the great themes, which are also often tragic themes,” Rosemary Sutcliff, another author of what would now be considered YA stories, once said.

Sutcliff herself knew tragedy through a painful and disabling illness that kept her secluded most of her childhood. She never quibbled about describing the deaths of characters, even major characters in her historical fictions, only differentiating between her fiction for adults and younger readers with sensitively-handled sex scenes. But how much acquaintance with tragedy can children handle, and how much becomes too much?

(For more about Rosemary Sutcliff’s work at this site see, “An Arthur for our time,” May 20, 2011; and “This game’s a fight to the finish,” May 30, 2012. For more about My Friend Flicka and Mary O’Hara at this site, see “A little horse to love,” February 17, 2012.)
(Next Friday, Adventure classics begins a month of thrillers and suspense with Baroness Orczy’s The Scarlet Pimpernel.)

Friday, February 17, 2012

Adventure classics -- A little horse to love




My Friend Flicka

By Mary O’Hara

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I knew Mary O’Hara (born Mary O’Hara Alsop) worked for the movies. But on re-reading her classic story about a boy and his horse, My Friend Flicka, the cinematic quality still amazed me. It opens, “High up on the long hill they called the Saddle Back, behind the ranch and the county road, the boy sat his horse, facing east, his eyes dazzled by the rising sun.”

image: Wikimedia commons
What I hadn’t known until researching this blog was that the novel’s setting was the real Remount Ranch near Laramie, Wyoming, where O’Hara and her second husband, Swedish horseman Helge Sture-Vasa, ran a sheep ranch and other businesses during the 1920’s and ’30’s. I’d marveled at her detailed descriptions of the ranch’s topography -- now I know where they came from. If I ever get back to Wyoming, I’ve got to see it. The 3,800-acre ranch is privately-owned, but listed as a national landmark, according to www.remountranch.com/history.html/.

Although the site states the ranch’s name came from its use as a source of horses for the U.S. Cavalry during the 1930’s, O’Hara wrote in her autobiography, Flicka’s Friend, that Sture-Vasa named it because of his work for cavalry remounts during World War I.

(The U.S. military used cavalry into the Second World War. Even pictures of the infantry division in which my father served in the 1930’s show mounted officers and mule-drawn artillery and supply wagons.)

The hardships O’Hara and her husband faced as sheep and horse ranchers mirror those depicted in My Friend Flicka. She and Sture-Vasa met in Hollywood, where she had
made a career as a continuity writer following the failure of her first marriage, to distant cousin Kent Parrot.

Wyoming seemed like an escape from the unreality of the motion picture business. But it took her Hollywood training to dig Remount Ranch out of the economic quagmire of the Great Depression.

First published in a short story version, “My Friend Flicka” grew into a novel at the urging of Bertram Lippincott of the Lippincott publishing firm. “I liked your little story,” O’Hara relates Lippincott saying, “because it’s s-s-so sentimental.”

It was, but a country longing for something to feel good about as the Great Depression slipped into world war turned it into a bestseller. A movie followed, starring the young British actor Roddy McDowall as Ken McLaughlin, and shot in the Technicolor O’Hara’s lush descriptions demanded. The horse-opera hungry decade of the 1950’s even spawned a TV series, which provided the picture for this post.


O’Hara wrote two sequels -- Thunderhead and Green Grass of Wyoming, also successful. But there was no happy ending for her. After a quarter century of marriage, she divorced Sture-Vasa, at least in part because of his admitted infidelities. He remarried; O’Hara did not. After his death, a friend sent her his obituary. It mentioned him as a famous horseman.

(O’Hara’s books, including her autobiography, are available at www.amazon.com/

(Note to readers looking for a source of ribbon cane syrup in Dallas -- I don't know of a source, but one of the local farmers' markets may have it.)