Sometimes I Just Want to Go AWWRRRK!

Inger, Mickey Sholdar and William Windom
Source: TV Guide, 1963.

In 1963, Inger talked to friend-journalist Robert Roos for TV Guide. I've featured some of her noteworthy quotations below. Her remarks show that Inger held an interest in working with developmentally delayed children early on and that she was never afraid to question the importance of acting. Some actresses may have worried about job security or backlash from their managers and publicity folks, but not Inger. She was a straight shooter when it came to candidly discussing her career—when it came to her interracial marriage, however, she showed more caution and played coy. 

In these comments, I see a woman who is a grateful, hard worker, but restlessly searching for more meaningfulness in her life. I also see a funny little jab at former boyfriend Bing Crosby! In interviews, Inger talks a lot about being "found out" to be a fraud, or, in other words, a bad actress lucking into plum roles—all the while those around her sing her praises to no end. We know that Inger was incredibly modest, but could she have truly doubted her abilities? I tend to think these comments were perhaps a defense mechanism. Inger had been disappointed so many times in her life. I wonder if she thought that if she playfully put herself down first, it wouldn't hurt so much if others criticized her later. I'm just speculating, of course, and would love to hear your thoughts on this.

Show writer Steven Gethers calls Inger an "angel" and remarks that Inger's "the best I've ever seen." Director Don Taylor elaborates:

She is as professional an actress as I've ever worked with. You give her a kernel of an idea and she comes back with the whole acorn. She's a delight. She is prepared to work, she wants to work and she is on time for work.

Still, Inger expressed doubt:

Sometimes when I'm doing a part, I think, 'My heavens, I'm not really capable of doing any of this. Some day they're going to find out I just can't do it.

On her youth:

I only knew a little English—just what I'd picked up from coloring books. I used to get terrible headaches when I was learning English. I remember the day I started thinking in English. I felt all light and airy—like I had been liberated...I did odd jobs, mostly in the garment district and looked for theater jobs during my lunch hour. But that's not a very good time because everyone is out to lunch.

On her first movie:

I never thought in a million years that I would get that part, but I went in there and just sort of did it. It scared the living daylights out of me. I'd never done a movie before—and to work in a film with Bing Crosby! My gosh or gee whiz—I can't say anything stronger because Mr. Crosby is a very religious man.

Roos notes that Inger laughed a "deep laugh and did not clarify the remark." However, Bing married Kathryn Grant shortly after his relationship with Inger. In that marriage and as he aged, Bing became stricter in his attitude and more narrow in tolerance. In fact, reading Inger's jest reminded me that Rosemary Clooney talked about this change in her autobiography Girl Singer. Rosemary wrote that "Bing had been intolerant and judgmental, as reformed playboys and quasi-alcoholics often are" and, post-1957, often lectured others on their "scandalous behavior." It must have been exasperating for Inger to see this dichotomy in Bing's character because she loathed this type of superficiality in others.

On The Farmer's Daughter:

I realize I'm lucky, but the series takes away my freedom—my freedom to come and go. I've always worked from early in the morning to late at night but now it's every week with no time off. I find I get very irritable. There are people around all the time, touching me, fixing my hair or makeup or adjusting my clothes. Sometimes I just want to go 'Awwrrrrk,' but I don't. After all, the series could run five years if it is successful. That's a lot out of a person's life.

Inger shared that although she spent most of her time working, her hobbies included playing guitar, painting, cards and going to the horse races. On acting and life, Inger shared:

I like to do things I can get completely involved in, like chess. My mind jumps around a lot, and when I can really concentrate on something, it relaxes me...I'm working so hard I feel I'm wasting time. When I lie down at the end of the road, I'll want to have left something behind—even if it is just having helped one other person. I would like to utilize myself to the best possible advantage...I think one of these days I'll stop being an actor. There is another step for me to take. I don't think you are capable at 16 of deciding what you want to do with the rest of your life. I like acting and I'm not knocking the theater. It's just that I don't know whether acting is the way I ought to spend my life...I'm interested in working with retarded children. I realize I'm not qualified now, but children are no different from other people—they're just shorter.

Inger sounds like she is considerably aware of just how fleeting time and our opportunities are in this life. She consistently brings up a fear of wasting time, of missing out on the experience of living—remarks that take on a more poignant meaning now.

Source:

Clooney, Rosemary. Girl Singer. New York, Doubleday, 1999.

Roos, Robert. "'Sometimes I Just Want to Go AWWRRRK.'" TV Guide. September 28, 1963.

The Millionaire: The Betty Perkins Story (1956)

Inger Stevens in The Betty Perkins Story, 1956.

At the age of 22, Inger starred as Betty Perkins in The Betty Perkins Story episode of The Millionaire. The episode aired on CBS on December 26, 1956. The 30-minute anthology show ran from 1955 to 1960 and was a popular hit among viewers. Occasionally, reruns of The Millionaire have cropped up on Decades, Heroes and Icons and TV Land stations.

Although each episode contains a different storyline, the show always begins with character Michael Anthony (Marvin Miller) introducing himself:

My name is Michael Anthony. For many years, I was executive secretary to a remarkable man, John Beresford Tipton...

Then viewers see Mr. Anthony approach Tipton (Paul Frees), but the camera never reveals the man's face.  Tipton would hand papers that reveal his selected person to be rewarded one million dollars along with a check to Mr. Anthony. In The Betty Perkins Story, Tipton is glass blowing when Anthony arrives. As he hands over the information, Tipton states:

Here's our next millionaire, Mike. Let's give her the tools she needs to change herself.

Mike explains to viewers that the recipient is Betty Perkins, a small town girl who chased romance down to Miami but ended up alone running a switchboard. Betty (Inger Stevens) is shown managing a switchboard as Anthony enters the office. Worried that he's a salesman and her boss will grow angry for allowing him to stay, Betty anxiously shoos Anthony away. He presents her with a check and a list of conditions (including that she cannot reveal the source or the exact amount of the check), but Betty is so inundated with work calls and skeptical of his intentions that she barely hears any of this exchange. He wants to stay and explain the terms, but Betty begs him to leave so that her employer does not catch him.

It is not until Betty arrives on a business errand to the country club that her endowment becomes a reality for her. As she waits to hand deliver papers to a client, Betty decides to order a champagne cocktail. It's clear that this is not a beverage she is accustomed to ordering since she immediately and demurely asks the waiter, "Well, is that alright?" When the drink arrives, Betty fully takes in the moment. As Betty, Inger smiles to herself as she realizes this drink may signal the beginning of her new life.

At the country club, Betty meets Donna and Bob McKeever (Amzie Strickland and Preston Hanson, respectively) and their bachelor friend John Baxter (Phillip Reed). They all assume she's at the club waiting for her husband and that she must be wealthy to be a club member. Because she's a bit on the shy side and in a most unusual situation, Betty is not able to speak up to correct them. Her new friends always interrupt her and she's too gracious to break up the conversation. When she tells him her last name is Perkins and that she's not originally from Miami, the handsome bachelor John Baxter assumes her husband owns the Perkins Cable Company near St. Louis and must be relocating his office. Again, Betty is interrupted before she can tell Baxter the truth. 

John is quickly smitten with Betty and the foursome go dining and dancing. Easily the most beautiful woman in the room but completely modest, Betty asks:

Could I...no, maybe I should say could the champagne ask you a very rude question, because I wouldn't dare?

Betty asks him why he's never married and he replies that he hasn't found the right woman. The next day Donna visits Betty's new apartment and is surprised to find the closet empty. Betty finally gets up the courage to tell Donna the truth when Donna shares that John only goes after married women because they are safe. Donna shares that if Betty wasn't married, John simply would lose interest. Betty decides to keep her mouth shut and play along, never having experienced a lifestyle or a wooing like this. 

In a funny scene, Betty is in a department store buying multiple pants and shoes for her husband "Peter" as well as 31 striped ties and the salesman's "old chewed-up pipe." Betty is totally engrossed in this fairytale now and spends her money on the new apartment, her make believe husband's wardrobe and even buys an office and supplies for the Perkins Cable Company she's opened in town. 

It is a zany storyline, to be sure, but Inger's emotive yet disciplined acting style make it more down to earth and the character completely empathetic for me. Inger is always able to handle comedic scenes with a certain control that makes even the silliest scenarios realistic for me. We see it from her in The Farmer's Daughter, absolutely, but all through her work. She embraces humorous scenes, like the department store part in Betty Perkins, but she never ever overacts or "hams" it up. I appreciate and enjoy that about her performances.

In the end, the gossip surrounding John Baxter's involvement with a married woman begins to hurt his reputation and the kind and ever generous Betty disappears so as not to cause harm. After days of searching, he finds her. Betty, with tears in her eyes, confesses all.

I thought I could buy belonging...to life, John. Don't you see? If you're someone who doesn't like to be mean or selfish or nervy, it won't work no matter how much money you have!

Betty Perkins gets her happy ending, though, because John has fallen in love with her as she truly is. 

Bonus note: Twenty-two year old Inger has the sweetest, cutest little face with the most adorable cheeks in this show. She's so endearing at every age and in each changing style of the fifties and sixties.

For links to more summaries and screenshots of Inger's movie and tv work, please visit my Films, Shows and Television page on this site.

Inger in Picture Show Annual

Picture Show was a weekly film fan magazine from the United Kingdom that ran from 1919 to 1960. In its final two years of publication, Inger was featured as a new face in the industry.

1959: "When Inger Stevens worked part time in a record shop during her college days and found that Bing Crosby discs were among the most popular, she little dreamed that she would make her film debut opposite him in Man on Fire. Her engagement for this picture came as a result of her success in television. The year before she had also made her first appearance on Broadway, having previously toured in a couple of days."

1960: "Beautiful Swedish-born Inger Stevens nearly didn't make her screen debut. She was stricken with appendicitis two days before shooting started, but luckily for her the company thought she was worth waiting for. A blue-eyed blonde, she is independent, self-sufficient and determined, admits to a weakness for clothes, takes most jewelry in moderation, but has a passion for pearls."

Source: 

Picture Show Annual. Media Lantern Digital History: https://lantern.mediahist.org/

Happy Birthday, Inger

Inger during filming of House of Cards. This is
currently my favorite photo of Inger. 
Source: Scan from an original photo in my collection.

Inger Stevens was born Inger Stensland on October 18, 1934. It's hard to imagine she would be 86 years old today. If she were around today, would she be painting by the shore with a cozy cottage just steps away? Or would she finally be embracing a life of travel, as she mentioned yearning to do in many interviews? Would she be with a longterm partner (reconciled with Ike Jones or perhaps someone new) and maybe have a child and grandchildren, or would she be embracing the single life and taking time for herself and her life's goals? 

Which film would she recall as being her favorite?  Would she have a Golden Globe or Academy Award on a shelf in her home? Would she have transitioned into being a notable director and/or producer? 

Would she be happily heading her own charitable organization to help children with special needs?  Would she have resembled the aged version of herself that The Farmer's Daughter makeup team helped her achieve to film the second season episode, "Katy's 76th Birthday"?

Inger made up to be 76 years old in 1964.
Source:eBay

Inger and William Windom in
aging makeup.
Source: Mr. Television, Sitcoms Online

We can only imagine where Inger might be today, but all of these possibilities put a smile on my face as I write this. What a broad range of talent and passion our Inger possessed! What a remarkable life she lived in the brief 35 years she was here.

Whatever Inger may have embraced post-1970, we can rest assured she would have tackled life and work with her trademark wit, a streak of rebelliousness and absolutely on her own authentic terms.

Happy Birthday, dear Inger.

Outtakes from Inger and William Windom's TV Guide Cover

Inger Stevens and William Windom, stars of The Farmer's Daughter, graced the cover of TV Guide for the week of May 2-8, 1964. This is the cover photo that the editors selected:

Nearly 2 months later, TV Guide shared seven charming outtakes from the cover photo session in the issue for the week of June 27-July 3, 1964. The photo set was titled "36 Weeks and Still Friends" and the writers had fun assigning imaginary exchanges to each picture.

Source:

Scans are from originals in my collection and originally found in TV Guide dated June 27-July 3, 1964.

Inger on Katy and Men

Inger was a gifted singer and musician, as seen
here in this photo that accompanied the article.

In a TV-Radio Mirror interview with the cast of The Farmer's Daughter, Inger shared her thoughts on the character she played and the enjoyment among the cast on set. Inger said:

The odd thing is I've learned so much about myself since I started playing Katy. We're so much alike. We've both grown this past year. And, just like Katy, I'm much more relaxed that I've ever been. Perhaps it's the success of the series, but I'm not having fits over my career anymore. I look at it more objectively. I realize there are more important things in this world than acting. Hollywood may be the center of my life at present, but let's face it: It's a dot on the map, considering the world at large.

Another point. My sense of humor has sharpened up since I became Katy. Either I've gotten more "hep" or else it's because of associating with Bill Windom, Cathleen Nesbitt and Peter Kortner, all of whom have keen senses of humor. This is so important in a running series like ours. When things go wrong on the set—and believe me, even the smoothest show has its bad days—we can always find something to laugh about. Suddenly the gloom evaporates. Thank Heaven for that! It must be murder to work with grouchy people you don't like.

I think the feeling of warm friendliness somehow carries over to the viewers. I get loads of letters asking whether Bill and I are really in love, "because it sure looks that way on the screen." Naturally, we're flattered that our acting is so convincing, but we certainly aren't in love. Bill, as a matter of fact, has a lovely wife and three children. He also has many qualities I admire.

Inger also talked about what type of man attracted her. Inger's statements about finding the perfect man to journalists during the 1960's are always interesting to read. We know now that Inger had already found a man named Isaac Jones and was married to him, but that fact was oblivious to all but Inger's close circle at the time. The most revealing part to me is when Inger says, "I honestly believe I could handle both a home life and a career. In a sense, I'm doing that now." Yes, she definitely was and more than "in a sense!"

It's so easy, you know, to get romantic about your leading man. You're both playing people in love with each other, and you have a tendency to start living the part. It happened to me in my first years in Hollywood. The men were single, unattached and attractive, in all but two cases, and these two might as well have been bachelors for all the loyalty they showed their wives. Both were later on caught up in scandals, and I now realize how lucky I was not to take them seriously.

I like the more mature type of man, and I draw no line with respect to age. I was married once before—to a Broadway agent Tony Soglio—but it lasted on six months. I was only nineteen at the time and had very immature expectations. I realize now that no man could have lived up to my standards at that time. It's taken me ten years to grow up as a woman. I feel sure now that I'm at last ready for marriage. I honestly believe I could handle both a home life and a career. In a sense, I'm doing that now.

I'd like to feel secure and confident that I was joining my life to the right man's. The right man? Well, he'll have to have these two qualities that are a must for me. They are a good sense of humor and the ability to respect me as a person and win my respect, at the same time.

Source:

Emmons, Beatrice. Inger Stevens: The Man Who Stopped My Wedding." TV-Radio Mirror. January 1965

Letters from Sweden: Correspondence from Inger for TV Guide

TV Guide featured correspondence between writer and friend Robert de Roos and Inger Stevens that was exchanged during her trip to Sweden, where she filmed Inger Stevens in Sweden in 1964. Whether she's writing about a pesky mouse, sexy Max von Sydow, total exhaustion, camera mishaps or making quips about heaven and hell, Inger's letters are full of wit, honesty and amusement about her life and the world around her. I've transcribed them below and included photos from the article in this post.

September 13-16

Dear Bob (I mean Dear Pen Pal):

It will seem ridiculous to you, but this is the first free moment I have had once I arrived a week ago. I am writing this sitting under a hair drier so's not to waste precious time. We are leaving for the country in an hour and will be gone three days. This morning, after Leslie Blanchard washed my hair, we turned around only to find that the hair drier had disappeared from its customary place. Quite a feat when you consider the size and weight of a professional hair drier. It was 10 Sunday morning. Everything was closed, of course. Phone calls back and forth and finally the manager broke into the hotel beauty shop to get us a drier. We are taking it along with us to the country. Doesn't every girl travel with a professional hair drier when she goes scampering in the Nordic woods?

After traveling in an airplane for 16 hours, one does get a little balmy, particularly when you lose an eight-hour day some place—then step off the plane to face a press conference in Swedish. I felt a little funny about it, too. After being in America for so long and then coming over to do a special on Sweden—they could have resented that, I think, but they didn't.

I cried a little when I saw my mother. Then all the photographers wanted me to cry for them. How do you cry when you have already finished crying? Then I was led out a door and into a big black limousine. It was dark and I could have been any place in the world—Chicago or New York or London. I felt in limbo—not anywhere. Only the next day, when Stockholm showed itself, did I realize where I was.

My family thinks we are filming the family tree, and keeps coming up with "wonderful" ideas for the special. After I had three hours' sleep the first night, the family, the press and radio and television people all started converging on me—an army of people with various goals—re: me. Not to mention the director, the producer, the writer and the publicity man. So my day of rest for readjustment after the flight never happened. It won't happen until I get back to the U.S., I guess.

So far my conversations have been with Prime Minister Tag Erlander, Mr. Erik Boheman, former Ambassador to the U.S. and, for intellectual variety, Ingemar Johansson, the boxer. The men on the crew all speak different languages, none of them English, which hampers Don Taylor, our director, somewhat because he speaks only English. I'm not helping because I speak only Swedish now.

Life after work is rather normal—shove food down, fall exhausted into bed, get up and sit in the living room since you can't get to sleep and boom!—there's a mouse behind the wastebasket. Ring the desk. Little boy comes and by that time the mouse has disappeared. Boy gives me a strange look. Ten minutes later spider appears. Ring desk again. Boy with can of spray. Spider loved the spray. He was back again last night and the night before. So was the mouse. 

Sincerely, 

Inger Stevens

 

When Bob writes back that the only thing he knows of Sweden is the story of the man who was fined for hitting his wife with an eel, Inger responds:

Tuesday '64 (I think)

Dear Bob:

That was a completely transistorized electric eel, A.C./D.C. I think the man was lucky to get off with a $5 fine. 

The mouse is back. Or rather still here. Don Taylor and some of the other men were here last night discussing the dailies. Everything normal, except that we carried on our discussion while crawling around the room on our hands and knees looking for that blasted mouse.

Most things that can go wrong have gone wrong, including the worst offense in "filmdom"—no film in the camera. What made it worse was that the union said the crew had to break for dinner just then and Max von Sydow...

Well, Max von Sydow. As you know, he is the finest actor alive today. He's appeared in most of Bergman's pictures and he is playing Jesus in "The Greatest Story Ever Told." I was delegated to ask him to appear in this special. We met at Riche restaurant and I was nervous as could be. That was before he came in. When he came in he made me very nervous—is it correct to say "nervouser"? I was wearing my "intellectual" dress but even that didn't help. I blushed and almost fainted.

Von Sydow is that kind of man, a Prince Charming, but nothing put on. He is entirely simple, gentle and direct and interested in you. There is a wonderful purity to him. He's terribly sexy, too. He looks so deeply into your inner self that what is deep inside you comes surging up—and that's almost too much to handle.

He agreed to visit the Drottningholm Theater with me for the show. And, after working a long, long day, the crew told us they had missed the last three shots because there was no film in the camera! Then the crew went to dinner and I had to persuade von Sydow to come back after his dinner and shoot for three more hours. He was wonderful about it.

The Drottningholm Theater was built in 1766 and they still have performances there. All the stage machinery, made of wood, is still in working order. They have a trap door for the descent into hell and another contraption that lifts you up into heaven. So Max and I went to hell together. It was my first time and his also. The professor who is in charge of the theater kept insisting that I should go to heaven, but we didn't have time. After going to hell with Max von Sydow, it might have been an anticlimax anyway.

Best Regards,

Inger

 An envious Bob writes back that he's sending some mouse poison to Sweden—not for the mouse, but for the Prince Charming Max von Sydow.

September 28

Dear Bob:

How do you spell hectic? I didn't tell you this: While I was walking with Max von Sydow at the old theater the other day, I looked up and saw a young man with two children. He was pushing a baby carriage. "Hey!" I hollered and jumped over a hedge and grabbed him. It was my brother. I've been so busy I haven't had time to see him. He was just on his way to the market and didn't know I was anywhere around. Whenever my family wants to see me, they wander around until they see the lights and they know that's where I am. 

The other day we were shooting at one of the big squares and a woman came up and said, "Hello, Inger." I didn't know her, of course. She turned out to be a lady who used to be my baby sitter—that is, she sat with me when I was a baby. Another time we were shooting on the street and I heard, out of the blue, "Hey, it's the farmer's daughter—hot diggety dog." A couple of American kids.

The script called for me to ride a bicycle. Luckily I know how to ride—nobody asked me when the script was being written! I started out in high heels and it is not easy to ride a bike in high heels. Then I changed to wooden shoes—the kind I wore as a girl. It is not easy to ride a bicycle in wooden shoes. The guy driving the camera truck didn't know what he was doing and I had to pedal like the very devil and keep up with him and then slow down and smile and contemplate nature and then pump like crazy to catch up again. This went on for four days.

The weather was terrible but it finally cleared and we all went up to the top of the mountain, where the view is superb. We started shooting at the exact spot where Bergman filmed the rape scene in "Virgin Spring." Bad spirits must still be there because the minute we started, it began to hail.

We've worked seven days a week ever since I got to Sweden and I've averaged about four hours' sleep. I had planned to go to Paris and to Moscow—but there's just no time left.

One day, an elderly couple came out to greet me in the forest. They didn't know me. They just thought I should be welcomed. Wasn't that nice? Later they gave me presents—a hand-woven mat and a pillow cover. And another man gave me a wooden flute he had made the night before. I'll play it for you when I get back.

You and your mouse poison. Baaaah.

Your friend and Max von You-know-who's,

Inger

All of that stress and exhaustion caught up to Inger. She came down with pneumonia once she landed in Hollywood. And, as she always did, Inger got right back to work on The Farmer's Daughter.

Source:

"Inger Stevens in Sweden." TV Guide. January 30, 1965.