When they were in Indianapolis shooting To Please a Lady, Barbara’s business manager called her to ask what type of accommodation she would require. She told him she needed a bedroom and bath for herself, and the same for Harriet (her personal maid and friend), with a sitting room between. The business manager explained that Gable had requested that they stay in the best hotel in town, where blacks were not welcome. Barbara remained adamant. She wanted Harriet near her and requested that the business manager make the necessary arrangements. Later that day the director of the film, Clarence Brown, called Barbara to ensure her that Harriet would stay in the best “coloured” hotel in Indianapolis. The ever determined Barbara told him, “I’ll tell you what you can do to solve the whole thing. You make a reservation at the best coloured hotel in Indianapolis for two bedrooms and baths and a sitting room between, and that is where I’ll stay with Harriet. “Oh, Barbara, you can’t do that,” Brown protested. “The hell I can’t,” she said forcefully and hung up. As far as she was concerned the subject was closed. When they reached Indianapolis, she and Harriet both stayed at the best hotel in the city with Gable and the rest of the cast.
Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers, Top Hat (1935)
my life is a joke and i’m not laughing anymore
Joan Fontaine as Lina McLaidlaw in Suspicion (1941)
Baby Face (1933)
Henry Fonda and Barbara Stanwyck photographed for The Mad Miss Manton, 1938
Barbara’s a sharer. She doesn’t get any bang out of life if she can’t give something to somebody. Once, back in New York, a woman with a new baby sent her a note. She was hard up and she wanted to know if Barbara would help her get a baby carriage. That was all she wanted. What she got was the carriage and everything that went with it, the whole layette of baby clothes and equipment. On top of that, Barbara called up a dairy and arranged for that kid to have an order of milk every day for a year. She never met the woman or saw the baby. And that was before Barbara hit it big in Hollywood.
Sometimes she’s just sitting reading and she spots a hard luck item in the paper. “Here, Buck - take care of it.” “Look,” I’ll argue. “You aren’t the U.S mint; you aren’t Rockefeller. You’ll get broke. That makes her mad. “Take it out of the book. What’s the book for?” The Book is cash for household expenses. It takes an awful beating most of the time, because the Queen cares about folks who aren’t getting the breaks.”
- Uncle Buck
omg thank you so much for this kind message <3
Barbara Stanwyck on the set of The Two Mrs. Carrolls, 1947
Nothing has daunted her. Neither the wastelands of a barren childhood with its bitter memories to give her unconscious longing. Nor the orphanhood with its irrevocable sense of loss. She has triumphed over a nagging injury which time and again has twisted that full-blown mouth into patterns of pain. But she has triumphed over tragedy again and again. They speak of Barbara Stanwyck as the one authentic genius in Hollywood. The one woman who has taken the molten fires of her soul and fashioned them into tangible and exquisite art.
- Sonia Lee
Watching Stanwyck on the set between takes, is much like watching the old Joe Louis when he relaxed in his corner and waited for the bell to ring. There is the same air of cool detachment, casual assurance. She sits on the doorstep of her dressing room - knitting occasionally, or reading a book, or sipping one of the 14 cups of coffee she consumes in the course of a studio day. She looks more like a housewife listening to a radio serial while shelling peas than like an actress about to take off into the emotional stratosphere. Then the bell rings - and it’s killer Stanwyck in the ring, knocking the audience dead.
- George Stevens Jr. and Jeffery Lane
HAPPY BIRTHDAY BARBARA STANWYCK!
JULY 16TH 1907 - FOREVER
"We are all very privileged people. The good lord gave us that much more - to walk ahead of somebody. And he showed us how to do it, and we did it. But we’re survivors. But we didn’t do it on our own, we didn’t do it on our own. The man upstairs was pushing me.”
Hardly anyone has been better regarded by their fellow-workers in the movie business than Barbara Stanwyck, a consummate professional if there ever was one. She was always word-perfect, always on time, never grumbled, never lied about her age and always considered those behind the camera to be her equals rather than inferiors.