A Year with Kate: The Man Upstairs (1992)
Wednesday, December 3, 2014 at 3:33PM
Episode 49 of 52: In which Katharine Hepburn, octogenarian and Academy Award-winning legend, wrestles a convict and wins.
“You’re too old not to be interesting,” Ryan O’Neal tells Katharine Hepburn midway through The Man Upstairs. As the 1980s rolled into the 1990s, that certainly turned out to be the case for Kate. The formerly private star was now the subject of documentaries, interviews, and the 1990 Kennedy Centers Honors. When she released her autobiography Me: Stories of My Life in 1992, it would have been fair to say that Kate was the busiest recluse in the business.
By this time, there had been so many biographies, interviews, and fictionalizations of her life--of which The Man Upstairs would prove to be another example--so Katharine Hepburn’s autobiography was her chance to set her life in stone once and for all. Told in Hepburn’s typical forthright, conversational style, Me: Stories From My Life may not be the most linear (or truthful) autobiography, but it is a fascinating character study nonetheless.
With all of this energy being put into the performance of being Katharine Hepburn (in book form and the accompanying TV special All About Me), Kate had precious little to devote to actual film projects, which may explain the underwhelming quality of The Man Upstairs. Our own Kate plays Victoria, a misanthrope living alone with only her maid and relations for company. Her life is shaken when an inept escaped convict named Mooney (Ryan O’Neal) takes up not-so-secret residence in her attic.
Kate takes great joy throughout the movie in alternately snapping and smiling at her costars. (She was nominated for a Golden Globe for her efforts.) O’Neal matches her in energy, but his oily charms slide into a whine too often. Because this is a holiday TV movie, the convict and the hermit become bosom friends, and he teaches her the true meaning of Christmas. The film is overall pretty formulaic, but it does give 85-year-old Kate the opportunity to smack 51-year-old Ryan O’Neal with her cane and wrestle a gun away from him. It’s the little things that make these movies, y'know?
And stay down!
Like Laura Lansing Slept Here, The Man Upstairs is an attempt by Prideaux to tease a piece of Kate’s personality and public persona. Also like Laura Lansing Slept Here, The Man Upstairs is a little dull. In this case, the piece of Kate that writer James Prideaux borrows is her infamous isolation. Unfortunately, Prideaux doesn’t have much to say about Kate’s isolation or independent life besides “solitary people tend to be lonely.” Then again, we shouldn’t be too hard on Prideaux for attempting to reinterpret large, complicated facets of his star’s public and private life into one-and-a-half-hour TV specials. Kate herself seemed to be struggling with the same questions during Me: Stories of My Life. In fact, she devotes the prologue to exactly the same question we’ve been turning over this year: How exactly did this strange, wonderful thing known as Katharine Hepburn happen?
I think--and I’m not saying I know--I think that I’ve always thought of myself as an actor. Now in the last few years I’ve seen that creature whom I’ve created sitting around saying, “Hey, what goes on, what are we going to do? We’re wasting time. Let’s get going!’ ...Who are you anyway? You’re not me. You’re “that great big beautiful doll.” You’re the lucky side of the coin. You were born at the right time. You looked right. You sounded right. You were lucky. You caught on and got rich. Good. I’m glad that you’ve had a good time. Now I’m going to take over.
If you're looking for a more succinct answer, I don't know if you'll find it. What do you think of Kate's autobiography? Truth-teller or more bluster?
Previous Week: Laura Lansing Slept Here (1988) - In which Katharine Hepburn makes a terrible houseguest.
Next Week: This Can't Be Love (1994) - In which Katharine Hepburn starred in a movie with Jason Bateman, which will make every game of Six Degrees of Kevin Bacon you play significantly easier.
Reader Comments (5)
Like all her later TV movies this is a pleasant unexceptional film. I've only watched it once, I have a very low tolerance for Ryan O'Neal in anything that isn't named What's Up, Doc? but that was all it took to get out of it what the film had to offer.
I enjoyed her autobiography. I'm sure she took liberties with the facts but it was entertaining. What person who writes their own story doesn't sweeten it anyway? Even the more plain spoken movie star bios that I've read, Veronica Lake, Ava Gardner, Betty Hutton, etc., have shined their stories up to some extent, although Betty's was almost Dickensian in some of the stuff she went through as a kid!
Next week will hopefully be better with Anthony Quinn. Kate is always better against a strong male lead.......which Ryan O'Neal is not
I always love reading your write ups Anne Marie! I need to start watching more of these movies because you always make them seem so much more interesting than they already are! Even the not so good films... :)
Her 8th & final Golden Globe (GG) nom, but still no win...Ironic that Academy loves her to pieces but GG snubbed her like fleas
She shld've won the GG for The Lion in Winter, her best bid, but GG likes Joanne Woodward betta
I felt her great achievement in her later years was to show that she was alive and still kicking!
Great write up as usual, Ryan O'Neal seems a bit of an insipid choice for the male lead.
Ingrid Bergman said that acting was the best medicine, clearly that was true for Hepburn as well.