As I live in what's known locally as the Bogart house, it's fitting
that I should know this:
The Secret Life of Humphrey Bogart by Darwin Porter.
This from pp 77-78:
Hells Bells (a 1924 comedy) would hardly be remembered except for one
immortal line, which Hump delivered and which would forever haunt him,
becoming part of the national vocabulary.
The director needed a device to move some actors off the stage to make
way for a scene that focused only on his two leading
actresses.......... He devised a setup whereby Hump appeared on stage
carrying a tennis raquet. Surveying the male actors, he asked of them,
On 1/30/06, Charles Hopkins <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
> Leo is forgetting Somerset Maugham's 1921 comedy The Circle, set in an English country house. The juvenile lead makes his entrance dressed in white flannels, bounding into the drawing room to ask, "I say, what about that tennis?" I thought this might be the origin for the often-repeated story that Humphrey Bogart was the first actor to speak the line, "Tennis, anyone?," but have been unable to verify that he was in the cast of the original New York production (the play premiered in London). Does anyone on the listserv know if Bogart was in the Broadway cast of The Circle?
> Anyway, as Leo should know - having grown up there - quite a few "ruddy foreigners" descend on the London suburb of Wimbledon to play tennis every year. And the hero - if that's quite the right word for him - of Woody Allen's new film Match Point is a former London tennis pro.
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> Albert Steg writes:
> > >I thought the AMIA list was the one place I could go to escape the snide repartee of plebeians whose only experience of proper society are the plays of Noel Coward and books by P.G. Wodehouse, but it seems here again I must be disappointed.
> I say; steady on old boy. You can't go forgetting Ivor Novello or Jessie Matthews, you know; that simply isn't cricket. Oh, I forgot - it's tennis we're on about. Damn stupid game if you ask me ... something those ruddy foreigners play, isn't it? Running around in their pyjamas and grunting a lot ... Gad Sir, if the people who do that sort of thing had been responsible for building the Empire, we might just have colonised the Isle of Wight by now! Ah well, time for another G & T. JEEVES! JEEVES! Where has that damnfool idiot got to ? ...