Classic Movie Review by Ellen Bunton
(and her eager assistant, Meatball)
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The Classic Movie Review
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Today’s post is about Margaret Sullavan and also about an adventure on which our intrepid reviewer embarked.
Are You Margaret Sullavan’s Brother?
Margaret Sullavan. No, not Maureen O’Sullivan, who was Jane to Johnny Weissmuller’s Tarzan and Mia Farrow’s mother. No, not Maureen O’Hara, who was the fiesty redhead opposite John Wayne in “McLintock.”
I’m speaking of another attractive and talented actress, a strawberry blonde with a throaty voice that combines the best of Tallulah Bankhead and Kim Novak—that attractive and talented actress, who only made a few movies. Her preference was the stage. Her most famous film was “The Shop Around the Corner” opposite a young Jimmy Stewart in 1940. It was a romantic comedy, based on a French play, “Parfumerie,” that was remade in 1947 as the musical comedy, “In the Good Old Summertime,” starring Judy Garland, and as “You’ve Got Mail” with Tom Hanks and Meg Ryan in 1998.
I first saw Margaret Sullavan one night on the late-night movie, long before cable, and asked my momma “Who’s that?” She told me and mentioned she was born in Norfolk. Further research told me she was the daughter of C. H. (Cornelius Hancock) Sullavan. Even though Ms. Sullavan was deceased, I looked in the white pages of the phone book, hoping to locate a relative. With the unusual spelling of her last name, I was hopeful. Sure enough, there was a C. H. Sullavan. I knew it couldn’t be her father but it might be a brother.
Now the sticky part: Margaret Sullavan died on New Years Day, 1960, at the age of 50. The cause of death was a barbituate overdose, some say a suicide because she was losing her hearing and couldn’t hear her cues on stage. I was hesitant to make a call under those circumstances so I wrote him a letter and included my phone number.
A few weeks later Momma told me there was an older man on the phone and when I answered, he said “I’m C.H.Sullavan”.
I asked “Are you Margaret Sullavan’s brother?” and he replied “Yes, I am.”
I was thrilled and just couldn’t stop talking about how much I adored his sister. I wanted to ask him about the details of her death, but I didn’t dare.
After I hung up, I realized that, while I couldn’t connect with Margaret, I had actually spoken with her brother! A few years ago I went to her grave in Lancaster, Virginia, and my friend said “You must like dead people” (I have visited a lot of cemeteries), and I replied “I don’t like dead people, it’s just that a lot of the people I like are dead!” There IS a difference.