Wednesday, June 03, 2009

Books of The Times
Some Like It Hot, Some Like It Literary: A Playwright’s Life, With Marilyn
'Christopher Bigsby’s sober and meteor-size new biography of the playwright Arthur Miller moves inexorably toward Marilyn Monroe’s appearance.

By DWIGHT GARNER
Published in The New York Times: June 2, 2009

Arthur Miller was 35 and at the top of his career when, in 1951, he first set eyes on Marilyn Monroe. He was the author of “All My Sons” and “Death of a Salesman,” the first play to win all three major drama prizes (the Pulitzer Prize, the Tony Award and the New York Drama Critics’ Circle Award). He would soon begin work on “The Crucible.” She was 24 and, with minor film roles behind her, virtually unknown.

Carl T. Gossett Jr./The New York Times
Arthur Miller and Marilyn Monroe as a newly married couple in July 1956.

ARTHUR MILLER
1915-1962
By Christopher Bigsby
Illustrated. 739 pages. Harvard University Press. $35.

The occasion was a Hollywood party in Miller’s honor. A married father of two, he was dazzled by the erotic scenery. Women were clearly on offer to him. He had, he would write, “never before seen sex treated so casually as a reward of success.”
When Monroe arrived, she was “almost ludicrously provocative,” he wrote, squeezed into a dress that was “blatantly tight, declaring rather than insinuating that she had brought her body along and that it was the best one in the room.” The director Elia Kazan caught “the lovely light of lechery” in Miller’s eyes.
Miller and Monroe would not meet properly until a short time later, on the lot at 20th Century Fox. Each was jolted awake by the other. For Monroe, meeting him “was like running into a tree!” she recalled. “You know, like a cool drink when you’ve got a fever.” But Miller — tall, Lincolnesque, a beacon of now troubled moral probity — returned to his life and family in New York. Monroe would soon marry Joe DiMaggio. She wouldn’t see Miller again for several years, and they would not marry until 1956.
Read the full piece at NYT online.
And a review from The Spectator.

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