TRULY, MADLY: VIVIEN LEIGH, LAURENCE OLIVIER, AND THE ROMANCE OF THE CENTURY is both fascinating and exasperating at the same time. It is fascinating in that it explores the work of two artists who are caught in the throes of mental instability to very different degrees. It is exasperating in the paucity of backstage details (especially on most film sets).
Before going into this book, I didn't know much about the lives of Laurence Olivier and Vivien Leigh. I did know that they were married, that she fell victim to mental illness, and that Olivier left her for another woman. Of course, that barely scratches the surface of their story.
I had never been overly impressed with the film work of Laurence Olivier. For all of his fame as an outstanding performer, I thought his portrayals in WUTHERING HEIGHTS and REBECCA were surprisingly wooden. At the same time, I'd read interviews with people who had seen him on the stage and found his work to be electrifying. I especially recall a comment about his performance in OEDIPUS REX when, upon discovering that his character had murdered his father, the writer said that Olivier let out an unearthly shriek that shot straight up his spine and exploded in his head. He had never experienced anything quite like it in the theater before or since.
It became evident from the details provided in this book that Olivier was ideally suited for the stage. He spent many hours perfecting "bits of business" that, when combined with other actions, displayed characters of tremendous depth. Of course, the film set would be much less accommodating, especially with a plethora of rewrites. Olivier merged his technique with his own emotional insecurity and need to be perceived by others as Great. Yet, he could be generous as a performer, such as when he obviously toned down his performances so as not to outshine his wife during the manifestation of her difficulties.
Vivien Leigh has always fascinated me. I am certain that she was wonderful on stage. At the same time, the camera loved her. She could communicate so much through her expressions ... literally "speaking volumes" with a raised eyebrow and narrowed eyes. However, it wasn't until reading this book that I discovered the truly monumental efforts she made to deliver those performances while in the grip of bipolar disorder. Knowing the insecurity of public-facing performers, I cannot even begin to imagine also having a condition that combined manic outbursts with depressive moods into a delusional unreality, leaving the sufferer completely unaware of occurrences during them.
So, TRULY, MADLY is an exploration of the Leigh and Olivier story through mental afflictions. As such, there is much that I as a film fan wanted to know about on-set happenings that were glossed over or ignored. For instance, in the case of Olivier, SLEUTH receives possibly two paragraphs while DRACULA receives less than that ... and THE BOYS FROM BRAZIL isn't even mentioned.
All of that said, I was given a new perspective into the lives of Vivien Leigh and Laurence Olivier that was well-appreciated. I will watch their films in the future with a depth that had not been available to me before. In addition, the book included a gallery of photographs (only one of which I had seen before). The experience left me wanting more. (For instance, much more exploration of Laurence Olivier and his work with the very troubled Marilyn Monroe on THE PRINCE AND THE SHOWGIRL would have been wonderful.)
As it is, it is definitely worth the read despite the omissions.