Never a top leading lady, but a damn good actress. (There she is above with Randolph Scott.)
Thaxter, who died (three months shy of her 91st birthday) in the summer of 2012, had long been out of the public eye and all but-forgotten by many, but make no mistake, she appeared in and sparked some interesting movies.
As you can see from the photo immediately above, Thaxter possessed a kind of earnest wholesomeness that destined her to play supportive wives, faithful sweethearts, and stable, level-headed young women who didn’t upset the apple cart.
And, as Mae West so famously said, “Good girls go to heaven. Bad girls go everywhere.”
She hailed from Maine, the daughter of a state Supreme Court justice, and made her Broadway stage debut in 1939 in a piece of Clifford Goldsmith family fluff that introduced one “Henry Aldrich,” a character later spun off into a sitcom on radio, TV and in comic books. Thaxter made her movie debut as Van Johnson’s supportive mate in 1944’s Thirty Second Over Tokyo from MGM.
It became a familiar role for her. In director Fred Zinneman’s excellent 1948’s, Act of Violence, Thaxter was cast as the faithful spouse of one of the nastiest characters ever to emerge from film noir, a psychotic, vengeful veteran superbly played by Robert Ryan.
Thaxter also provides wifely support to Gary Cooper in the 1952 Warner Bros. western, Springfield Rifle. She was the good-girl love interest of Burt Lancaster in 1951’s Jim Thorpe–All American. She was the sensible one in the 1945 madcap musical comedy Weekend at the Waldorf while Lana Turner and Ginger Rogers had all the fun. And to a shady John Garfield in 1950’s The Breaking Point, a big-screen adaptation of Ernest Hemingway’s novel To Have and Have Not, Thaxter was the soul of unequestioning support.
Toward the end of her movie career in the Fifties, she managed to land in some minor but nontheless interesting projects. One was in Columbia’s 1955 potboiler Women’s Prison in which Thaxter was undone by such veteran sexpots as Ida Lupino and Cleo Moore. She wound up as the wife of George Nader, no less, in Universal’s 1957 thriller Man Afraid.
The good news is that from the Fifties until the end of her career, Thaxter was in big demand in televison. Of her 67 titles as an actress, the vast majority were tube roles. In 1964, she surfaced in the Peter Sellers comedy, The World of Henry Orient. Fourteen years later she appeared in 1978’s Superman, best remembered as a breakthrough role for the late actor Christopher Reeve.
Typically, Phyllis was cast as the superhero’s mother.
PHYLLIS THAXTER… Good piece by Joe & Frank, but there’s a whole larger story regarding one of her husbands…
I’d give you a taste of that…
With few further film roles offered to her, Thaxter took to television in the 50’s and 60’s. Her film comeback in SUPERMAN was brought about by Ilya Salkind, the executive producer on the film, who was Thaxter’s son-in-law. He was married briefly to the actor Skye Aubrey, Thaxter’s daughter by James T Aubrey, a president of CBS-TV and later MGM. Thaxter and Aubrey divorced in 1962, and she married the publisher Gilbert Lea, who died in 2008. She is survived by her daughter, and her son, James Aubrey.
JAMES THOMAS AUBREY aka a title given him by producer/actor John Houseman as “The Smiling Cobra,” was the man who was the most successful and most ruthless and hated TV network executive ever!
His brutal in-your-face instincts and decisions led to some of the most popular and iconic TV shows ever… From HAVE GUN WILL TRAVEL, 77 SUNSET STRIP, THE BEVERLY HILLBILLIES, GREEN ACRES and MISSION IMPOSSIBLE to name just a few.
And when Aubrey left CBS to run MGM for new owner Kirk Kerkorian, he turned the once most respected of all HOLLYWOOD studios years of big losses around, by turning it into a fast-food style operation that cared not for quality.
Never was the destruction of the great MGM more evident and symbolic, than the TV movie THE PHANTOM OF HOLLYWOOD starring Jack Cassidy (David’s dad) and Skye Aubrey (James’ daughter).
The internationally famous Worldwide Studios (really MGM) has hit hard times and is forced to sell it’s back lot to Hollywood property developers. The trouble is someone keeps killing off…
The real-life destruction of the fabulous MGM back lot sets is shown, as is the very sale of the studio’s iconic props, fittings, costumes and even Judy Garland’s immortal ruby slippers.
Aubrey saw no value in such iconic things as “ruby slippers” he didn’t think the costumes were worth enough even to sell, but maybe there was some value in the props. David Weisz of the eponymous auction company, knew that Kirkorian was interested in selling off assets, and made MGM an offer of $1.5 million for ALL the props and costumes, which was accepted, and Weisz held the auction on the MGM lot. It was the biggest bazaar in L.A.’s history.
Weisz made millions off of the auction… And those so called “worthless props and costumes” grew and grew in value over the years, going way beyond the profits of Aubrey’s four years as studio chief!
I think PHYLLIS THAXTER would appreciate the irony more than her ex-husband!
Ms Thaxter did well in Act of Violence, sandwiched between ingenue Janet Leigh and veteran Mary Astor. A rare movie that had room for three strong women. Or at least three roles played by strong women. Not sure any two ever shared a scene.
But oh boy, the Aubrey connection! What a strange cat, or duck, or weasel. To think of him in the same breath as Paley/Stanton/Murrow/Severaid/Cronkite is disconcerting for admirers of the Tiffany Network, but for a key decade the profits his craziness sustained allowed it to keep the Tiffany moniker. Kirk Kerkorian knew what he could do, and brought him into MGM where he destroyed the village to save it.
Truly an odd figure even in the odd history of television and movies. Worthy of an MBA course or three on his own.
And then there is the strange case of Aubrey’s buddy Keefe Brasselle. His modestly-named Richelieu Productions produced its at-the-time famous but now forgotten minimal output of “The Baileys of Balboa” with the great Paul Ford, the eponymous “Cara Williams Show”, and my favorite, “The Reporter” with, I think, Harry Guardino, Gary Merrill, and George O’Hanlon (hapless Joe McDoakes from the MGM shorts in the 40’s). That thirteen episode folly was personally supervised by Mr. Brasselle.
These are famous mostly for being so hyped and anticipated on CBS in the fall of 1964.
The tale of buddies Aubrey and Brasselle and the sweetheart deal that got them produced is just astounding. It really requires a book, or a mini-series, or a “Mrs. Maisel”-style Netflix treatment.
So, thanks, gentlemen, for writing about and commenting about Phyllis Thaxter. It’s yet another tip-of-the-iceberg day at ClassicMovieChat.