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Sergio Leone’s Once Upon A Time In America is Jim Davidson’s favourite film. That’s right, Jim ‘Nick Nick/Give Us A Break/shirt lifters all have the same expression’ Davidson. While you might disagree with more or less everything he’s ever said and done, you have to admit that the man behind Chalkie White has exquisite movie taste. Once Upon A Time In America is a film to rival the scope of The Godfather. For many, it is every bit the equal of Francis Ford Coppola’s epic. And for some, it’s even better.
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Regarded at the time of its release as The Godfather’s poor cousin, Leone’s film really has little in common with Coppola’s picture. Centring around the relationship between David ‘Noodles’ Aaronson and Max Bercowicz – Brooklyn boyhood friends who grow up to become big-time gangsters – it is the story, not of stereotypical Italian hoods, but of Jewish gangsters, the protagonists being loosely based on real-life Hassidic hoods Meyer Lansky and Bugsy Siegel. And while it bears the trappings of the genre, Once Upon A Time In America is less concerned with the gangster lifestyle than with universal forces such as betrayal, memory and the passage of time. The complexity of the film’s flashback structure is only matched by the depth of the characterisation. In The Godfather, Marlon Brando played Don Corleone as a charismatic pantomime villain. In America, Robert De Niro’s Noodles is a man with so many contradictions and insecurities, he makes Travis Bickle seem as simple as Forrest Gump.
That America’s so well realised shouldn’t be that surprising given how Sergio Leone honed the project for some 16 years. Upon reading a copy of Harry Grey’s The Hoods, the man behind the Dollars trilogy decided that here was a great opportunity to make a film that could set new standards in the genre. Unfortunately for Leone, Grey had already sold the rights to another producer. His dream dashed, Leone set about making Once Upon A Time In The West instead.
With the western redefined for a second time, Leone, learning that The Hoods was available again, set to work on a screenplay – or more correctly, he started looking for someone to write a script for him. Surprisingly unconfident for a man who’d breathed life into a dying genre, Leone wasn’t convinced he had the talent to either write or direct the epic he envisaged, offering the gig to acclaimed American novelist Norman Mailer. “Mailer flew to Rome,” the director recalled, “and barricaded himself in a hotel with whisky, cigars and a typewriter. And he remained in the room, without ever going out, for three weeks. He ‘posted’ sheets of paper under the door as he wrote them to couriers who stood by.” Try as he might, Mailer couldn’t lick the project. He wasn’t alone. By the time it reached the screen, American bore the fingerprints of eight official screenwriters (including the originally reluctant Leone) and countless uncredited scribes.
Despite so much effort, it wasn’t so much America’s script that guaranteed a green light as the involvement of one Robert De Niro. A hot property even before his Oscar win for The Godfather Part II, the actor was first approached about the picture in 1973. “I liked Sergio,” says De Niro of that first encounter, “but I wasn’t sure about him as a director. I knew he’d done spaghetti westerns but they weren’t taken seriously – I certainly hadn’t seen any of them.”
“Bob lives with his script: he repeats it to himself 100,000 times at home,” remarked Leone. “When he had to play an old man, he was an old man.”
When the pair crossed paths again nine years later, Leone was amazed that De Niro remembered their previous conversation. Despite having had his fingers burnt working with Actors Studio graduate Rod Steiger on A Fistful Of Dynamite, Leone had no reservations about employing Method king De Niro. The actor, however, had huge concerns about the scale of what he was about to undertake. “I knew it was a big commitment. Maybe two years. And that’s what it was – exactly two years.” Not that De Niro wasn’t well compensated for his pain – although he hadn’t had a hit since 1978′s The Deer Hunter, America made the actor Hollywood’s first $3m man.
De Niro’s name drew a ton of talent to the picture. Danny Aiello, Treat Williams, Joe Pesci, Burt Young – every quality character actor in the US wanted a piece of the action. If casting the supporting players couldn’t have been easier, De Niro’s involvement meant Leone had his work cut out trying to find someone with sufficient power to play Max. After auditioning 500 actors, the director gave the part to the then 35-year-old James Woods. “I was a still-to-be-proven character actor on the cusp of some kind of success, playing opposite the most widely acclaimed actor in the world,” laughs Woods. “I just thought that my challenge was to go toe-to-toe with him in every scene and prove I’m of the same mettle as him. I pursued the challenge of being in an ego competition to infuse the relationship between Max and Noodles with the same sense of affection and yet dire competition. And Bobby was aware of it, and it was good for the film.”
Competitive in front of camera, Woods and De Niro became good friends away from filming, this in spite of the younger man’s contempt for De Niro’s technique. “It’s just a bunch of old shit,” says Woods of the excesses of Method acting. “If it’s a great script and you’re working with good people, what’s the problem? I’m tired of the Actors Studio bullshit that has ruined movies for 40 years. All these guys running around pretending they’re turnips – they’re so fucking annoying. It’s 4am and you’re trying to get some shot done and they’re with a coach moaning about how they can’t feel this, can’t feel that. Just say the lines and get on with it! I mean, look at my roles – do you think I sit around the house shooting people?”
But for De Niro, getting into character was more than a simple act of pretending. “Bob lives with his script: he repeats it to himself 100,000 times at home,” remarked Leone. “When he had to play an old man, he was an old man.” Determined to research the part to the fullest, the Goodfellas star even asked for an audience with Noodles’ inspiration Meyer Lansky – an offer the ‘legitimate businessman’ promptly refused. And this wasn’t even the actor’s most bizarre request. As assistant production designer and the director’s daughter Rafaella Leone explains, “De Niro wanted unusual sounds to be played on set to help him wake up in a convincing fashion. We tried all sorts of sounds and many, many takes. After this had been going on for some time, one of the grips was heard to ask, ‘Is there a scene in the film where he has to cry? If
so, I’ll volunteer to kick him in the balls.’”
Adam and Joe’s Bobby De Niro song:
When the crew weren’t plotting to cripple the leading man, they made him the butt of their jokes. Since the adult Noodles ages 30 years over the course of the film, De Niro had to endure hours in make-up. When the actor complained, screenwriter Leonardo Benvenuti suggested that the best way around the problem would be “to shoot the first part with you as you are now, stop, wait 30 years, then film the end when you’re really old.” De Niro drank in this logic, realised it was a joke and stormed off set. It was the actor, though, who had the last laugh – his insistence on shooting the young scenes in sequence prior to filming the later episodes cost the picture an additional $1.5m.
De Niro’s perfectionism was only eclipsed by that of Sergio Leone. Content to keep filming until he had precisely what he wanted, Leone shot 35 takes of a costly crowd scene, then demanded one more when he noticed that a child in the middle-distance had looked directly into the camera. “He’d notice things that no one else would had spotted in a million years,” commented an exasperated Benvenuti. Leone’s willingness to turn America into a globe-spanning production further helped up the cost of the picture. Based at Rome’s Cinecitta Studios, the picture also took in Austria, France, Canada and the US. Throw in a costly dispute with the powerful New York unions and it’s no surprise America’s original $18m budget nearly doubled.
Leone theorised that such profligacy could be justified it he delivered a hit movie. Wrapping the picture a whopping nine months after he’d begun, he proudly screened America for the US execs who, rather than the 165-minute movie they’d commissioned, found themselves experiencing a picture that ran 90 minutes longer and had about as much respect for chronology as Noodles and Max had for the law. Shocked by the producers’ negative reaction, Leone headed off to Cannes in the hope of proving that he’d fashioned a triumph rather than a turd.
Certain they had an unmarketable commodity on their hands, the execs decided to cut their losses by cutting the picture. “They had the editor of Police Academy [Zach Staenberg] chop it to fucking ribbons,” seethes James Woods. “I was suicidal.”
Big mistake. Leone’s conviction that positive festival feedback would save his cut of the film had blinded him to the possibility that filmgoers might take issue with America’s more repellent aspects, in particular a scene where Noodles rapes his childhood sweetheart Deborah (Elizabeth McGovern) not once but twice. To say the audience reaction was frosty would be an understatement. “As a woman I feel deeply embarrassed to have witnessed it,” a critic bellowed at Robert De Niro during the post-screening press conference. Ever a man to react maturely, the actor took hold of the bobble hat he was wearing and pulled it down over his eyes. That Leone subsequently claimed that Noddles’ violation was “an act of love by a man who has lost the only thing he ever wanted” merely threw more petrol on the bonfire.
Certain they had an unmarketable commodity on their hands, the execs decided to cut their losses by cutting the picture. “They had the editor of Police Academy [Zach Staenberg] chop it to fucking ribbons,” seethes James Woods. “I was suicidal. The film got fucking slaughtered by the critics as well it should have. It was dead in the water.”
Sadly, since Leone had signed a binding contract, the producers were free to do what they wanted with the finished film, even if this meant ditching the flashback structure in favour of a more traditional narrative and jettisoning 90 minutes of footage. To his credit, Leone fought his corner and eventually earned the right to release his original cut in Europe where it played to emphatically positive notices. Such a measure did nothing to improve box-office figures in the US, alas, where America made less than $6m on its original release.
Rather appropriately for a film preoccupied with the passing of time, the years have been incredibly kind to Once Upon A Time In America. Re-evaluation of the movie came too late for Sergio Leone, however. In 1983, during negotiations with the movie’s distributors, Leone was diagnosed as suffering for a coronary condition. A period of bed rest left him well enough to arrange the picture’s release but the damage had been done. In 1989, after further years of foiled projects and failing health, Sergio Leone – the man who discovered Clint Eastwood, resuscitated the western and reinvigorated the epic – died of a heart attack while watching a film on television. He was just 60 years old.
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