Kitty Carlisle Hart, a screen star and Broadway wife during the golden age of stage musicals, devoted two decades to promoting the arts on behalf of New York State.
A very golden Hart
Beloved arts maven Kitty Carlisle Hart to be honored at Lincoln Center
By David Noh
I dont have Picassos or Matisses, but I do have George Gershwins and Irving Berlins, Kitty Carlisle Hart said, as she ushered me into her opulent East Side apartment. And, sure enough, lining her hallway gallery are oil paintings by these masters of American music.
Besides these, her home is awash in photographs of the great personalities of the last century, all of them personal friends of hersJacqueline Kennedy Onassis (a wicked sense of humor, but I cant tell you anything), Claudette Colbert (We both had formidable mothers), Rosa Ponselle (My favorite singer, of course), and many more.
These are but a few souvenirs of a truly remarkable life, as an actress/singer, television personality, the wife of legendary Broadway writer/director, Moss Hart and, the career achievement of which she is most proud, chairwoman of the New York State Council of the Arts for 20 years, under four governors (I called each one of them Governor, darling, so I wouldnt mix up their names.)
Spectacularly robust at 94, Hart made her entrance in a Chinese red dressing gown, holding a bottle of wine, which she readily pours for her guests, as she pulls the lacquered coffee table closer. Having made an awe-inspiring New York cabaret debut on her birthday last September 3, at Feinsteins at the Regency, she is gearing up for Hart to Hart, a Metropolitan Opera Guild Gala on November 21, honoring her and her late husband, hosted by Julie Andrews and Beverly Sills, and with a host of stars, from Audra McDonald to Denyce Graves.
I can attest to the fact that, as a musical interpreter, she has never been better, her entire life experience soulfully informs every lyric she sings, and, she assures me, she practices every day. The onstage achievement of which she is most proud was debuting Benjamin Brittens Rape of Lucretia on Broadway in 1948. A bracing joie de vivre and wonderful curiosity inform her every waking moment, and she clapped delightedly when I recalled once seeing her, a swoony epitome of glamour, draped in black fox, going up the escalator at the Lincoln Center Laurence Olivier tribute years ago, flanked by two tuxedoed young studs.
I dont know what my secret is, she mused. If I could bottle it and sell it, Id be a millionaire. I dont know how I can possibly be better looking today than I was in my youth, but I am!
When I told her shes like the actress Rosalind Russell, who also became more handsome as she got older, she agreed, Youre absolutely right!
Looks aside, Miss Kitty certainly had something, for she was brought out to Hollywood in 1934, and worked at the two greatest studios, Paramount and MGM. She remembers MGM as being the far grander of the two:
It was so chic to be working there, you just knew!
At Paramount, she worked with Bing Crosby twice, but I ended up knowing him as well as you might have, which is to say, not at all. Very aloof.
As for the phenomenally talented, largely forgotten Miriam Hopkins, who co-starred with them in She Loves Me Not, and was known to be an on-set termagant, Hart recalled, She was perfectly delightful, lovely to me. I guess she knew I posed no threat to her.
In her Paramount films, which included the campy delight, Murder at the Vanities, with its song, Marijuana, she was gowned by Travis Banton, Hollywoods greatest costumer.
I loved one gown so much, she recalled. I wanted to buy it, but when I heard the price
At MGM, Hart appeared in the Marx Brothers classic A Night at the Opera, in which she sang excerpts from Verdis Il Trovatore.
They wanted to dub me, especially on the high C in the Miserere passage, she said, and I was so upset, I actually went into [producer] Irving Thalbergs office, crying. He listened to me, and my voice stayed in the picture.
She married Hart in 1946. They had two children, a son, Chris, and a daughter, Cathy (the best doctor in New York!), but it was no complete bed of roses. Moss Hart suffered from manic depression: It was so very sad and hard on him. How I remember walking with him up and down Park Avenue here, and on the beach in Santa Monica, just waiting for it to pass.
I mentioned that this was obviously before the introduction of lithium, a drug which the director Joshua Logan said helped him so much with his own depression, to which she responded, Oh, but Josh was crazy!
One of Moss Harts greatest successes was directing My Fair Lady on Broadway in 1956. The production was memorable for Cecil Beatons costumes, but Mrs. Hart recalled that, despite his talent, no one at the time could really forget the anti-Semitic slurs (including kike) Beaton had incorporated into one of his drawings for Vogue magazine in 1938.
I remember watching the first preview, she said, when Julie Andrews, as Eliza, made her entrance for the Embassy Ball. Her gown was terrible and I was just about to say so, when Moss whispered, Sh-h-h, hes right behind you! Beaton eventually changed it, and it was lovely.
Hart died in 1961, and she said, It wasnt easy then, being a widow with two small children to raise. But, as hard as it was, time passed, and each year made it easier to go on.
Another huge Moss Hart hit was the Kurt Weill/Ira Gershwin musical Lady in the Dark, with Gertrude Lawrence, a legendary star who should be better remembered today. I remember how kind she was to me when I took over the role, Ms. Hart recalled. Moss had her come in and she showed me how to do the bump and grind movements to the song Jenny.
I asked Hart if she was ever aware that Lawrence was bisexual, and had had an affair with Daphne DuMaurier, the author of the book Rebecca.
I never knew that, she said, but thats funny. It reminds me of something Moss once said about her, Gertrude Lawrence has the mind of a 12-year-old boy. He meant that she had no brains, really, and was just pure talent.
Speaking of DuMauriers best-seller brought up an episode in Harts life that was almost eerily similar to the scene in which the young wife explores the secret rooms of her husbands first wife, the mysterious Rebecca. I knew that Moss Hart was close friends with my favorite Golden Age movie star, Norma Shearer, and asked about her.
She was always chronically late whenever you invited her anywhere, which drove Moss crazy, Hart recalled. But of course, she would eventually show up, looking exquisite. We once were going to rent her house in California and she gave us the keys to every room except the attic, which she said was off-limits. I told her, We have two small children. If theres a fire or anything, I would need to have complete access to the entire house, so we wont rent it in that case. She decided to give me the key but made me promise never to go up there. But of course, on the first rainy day, I couldnt resist, and opened that door. And what I saw was like Aladdins Cave. She had kept every single outfit she ever owned, all of her childrens toys, broken desks, you name it!