Biography: life and films
Max Linder ought to be one of the most revered and widely known names
in film history. It is not too much of an exaggeration to say
that Linder singlehandedly invented the language of film comedy; his
work certainly had an enormous influence on the comedy giants that came
after him, from Mack Sennett and Charlie Chaplin to Harold Lloyd and
the Marx Brothers. The first superstar of the silver screen, Max
Linder was a legend in his own lifetime, not only a superb comic
performer but also an inspired, enormously talented filmmaker in his
own right. He deserves to be as well-known and as well-loved as
Chaplin, but, almost a century after his death, he is largely
forgotten, one of the lost heroes of cinema.
Linder's real name was Gabriel Leuvielle. He was born on 16th
December 1883 in Saint-Loubès, Gironde, in southwest
France. When their winegrowing business failed, his parents
placed him and his brother in the care of his grandmother so that they
could seek their fortune in America. Leuvielle decided at an
early age that he would be an actor, and so enrolled at the Bordeaux
Conservatoire under the name Max Lacerda, although he was expelled
before he could graduate. Adopting the stage name Linder (from
the name of a shoe shop he came across in Bordeaux), he set off for
Paris in 1904 to begin his stage career. The following year, he
was recruited by the film studio Pathé to turn out short films
as quickly and cheaply as possible, in the capacity of actor, director
and screenwriter. His first film was
La Première Sortie d'un
collégien (1905) and he soon discovered that his real
talents lay in burlesque comedy. Within a decade, Linder had made
over 500 films, although the majority of these no longer exist.
1910 saw the first official appearance of Linder's famous screen alter
ego, the ever-smiling, immaculately dressed young dandy Max, in
Les Débuts de Max au cinéma.
With his polished top hat, white spats and trim morning coat, Max was -
like Chaplin's Tramp - readily identifiable by his silhouette and had a
knack of getting himself into all manner of bizarre comedy
escapades. One minute he would be fighting for his honour (
Le Duel de Max), the next he would
be torn between two equally desirable women (
Max entre deux feux), or else
he would simply get himself deliriously drunk (
Max victime du quinquina) - on
each occasion the adventure would end in disaster, often with a
surprisingly anarchic twist. By 1910, thanks to Pathé's
busy publicity department, Max Linder was the most famous film actor in
the world, the first international film star.
But then came the First World War and the start of Linder's slow and
painful decline into obscurity. Having sustained injuries
whilst serving on the Western Front in 1914, Linder spent almost two
years in convalescence. The experience of war left a deep and
terrible scar - Linder would be plagued with depression and self doubt
for the rest of his life. When he was finally well enough to work
again, Linder accepted an offer from Essanay Studios in Chicago that
was too good to turn down (five thousand dollars a week). Essanay
hoped that Linder would fill the void left by Chaplin when he left, but
it was not to be. As his health deteriorated, aggravated by the
stress of working in a foreign country, Linder only managed to complete
three of the twelve short films he had been contracted to make:
Max Linder Goes to America,
Max Wants a Divorce and
Max in a Taxi.
A year after his return to France, Max Linder was well enough to resume
his acting career and took the lead in
Petit Café (1919), a film
directed by Raymond Bernard. That same year, he opened the cinema
in Paris that bears his name, Ciné Max Linder. With
renewed optimism, Linder returned to America, determined to make his
name in Hollywood. Here, he produced, directed and starred in
three features -
Seven Years Bad Luck (1921),
Be My Wife (1921) and
The Three Must-Get-Theres (1922) -
but none of these achieved the success he had hoped for. As his
health took a turn for the worse once more, Linder returned to Europe,
his dreams of Hollywood success well and truly shattered.
Back in France, Linder met and fell instantly under the spell of the
16-year-old Heléne Peters. When the girl's mother refused
to allow them to marry, the 40-year-old Linder whisked his teenage lover off to
Monte Carlo. A scandal was narrowly avoided when Peters' mother
sanctioned her marriage; the wedding took place in August 1923.
Although the couple were very much in love, it was not to be the
happiest of unions, as Linder , mindful of the difference in their
ages, was continually anxious over his wife's fidelity.
What then ensued was one of the most unlikely collaborations in film
history, between Linder and the young avant-garde filmmaker Abel Gance
(who was just a few months away from embarking on his most celebrated
film,
Napoléon).
Au secours! (1924) was an
inspired comedy- horror two-reeler which exploited Linder's comic
talents and Gance's flair for experimentation to the full.
Linder was back on form in his next film, Édouard-Émile
Violet's
Der Zirkuskönig
(
King of the Circus) (1925),
and it appeared that the comedy giant was about to make a massive
comeback. Tragically, it was to be another false dawn.
Whilst preparing his next film, a super-production entitled
Chevalier Barkas, Linder succumbed
to a bout of depression that he was ill-equipped to deal with.
His creative energies spent, his will to live extinguished, there was
only one way out. On 31st October 1925, Max Linder and his wife
killed themselves in a suicide pact by slashing their wrists in a hotel
bedroom. The 41-year-old was survived by his 16-month old
daughter, Maud Linder-Leuvielle, and was buried at the Catholic
cemetery in his hometown of Saint-Loubès.
As Linder's star faded, others came to take its place. Charlie
Chaplin, who learned so much from him and became a close
friend, took the space that Linder had once occupied with such
panache. As the great era of film comedy got underway in the late
1920s, early 1930s, that dapper little Frenchman in the top hat and
ready smile was soon forgotten, a ghostly echo from that distant era
when the rules of cinema were still being assembled and anything was
possible. Fortunately, much of Linder's work has survived intact,
and we can see for ourselves just why Max Linder was so popular in his
lifetime. Watching one of his films for the first time is like
entering an Aladdin's Cave, a vast trove of comedy treasures offering
an inexhaustible supply of laughs, through that most universal of
languages, slapstick.
© James Travers 2013
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