The 90s was all about the movie star, with an unparallelled line up of Hollywood leading actors. People flocked to see a new release specifically because their favorite star was in it, which doesn’t seem to happen so much anymore. Kate Winslet, Tom Hanks, Michelle Pfieffer, Tom Cruise, Meg Ryan, Leo Dicaprio, Jim Carrey, Nicole Kidman, Jonny Depp, Brad Pitt, Alicia Silverstone and… potentially the most beloved 90’s actor of them all… Steven Segall! Just kidding… I’m of course referring to Julia Roberts, whose 1990 role in Gary Marshall’s “Pretty Woman” propelled her into a realm of movie stardom that nobody has really come close to reaching since.
“Pretty Woman” was the happy result of a number of production changes and casting mishaps, with the final script looking nothing like the original and both Richard Gere and Julia Roberts only being cast after most of eligible Hollywood had already passed on the project. The film is essentially a fairy tale, the big difference being of course, this story is not about a prince and a peasant girl, but rather a slick, corporate New York businessman, Edward (Richard Gere) and a plucky prostitute named Vivian (Julia Roberts). After getting lost on Hollywood Boulevard, Edward asks Vivian for directions to Beverly Hills, but she’s sassy and sparky so she offers instead to drive him to his hotel since he can’t handle a manual car. After spending the night and finding her intriguing, Edward gives Vivian a proposition; spend the week together, accompany him to his various social events while he’s in town on business and he would pay her $3000 for her time. And so she does! It follows elements of classic fairy tale lore like Cinderella, as well as Pygmalion/ My Fair Lady-esque themes and motifs, complete with an era defining makeover montage, iconic outfits, a stellar soundtrack and superb fish out of water one liners (sub “Come on Rover, move your bloomin’ ass!” for “It was so good I nearly peed my pants!”). Ultimately, it’s a sweet natured and optimistic love story, following the lead of “When Harry Met Sally” as one of the great romantic comedies of the 20th century.
On paper, “Pretty Woman” just doesn’t work. The plot sounds like something more akin to a 6 part Netflix series about the grim realities of the sex trade and the exploitation and dangers that young women in the industry are exposed to. It’s gritty, it’s bleak and it stars someone closer to Rooney Mara in “The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo” rather than the fresh faced and effortlessly charming Roberts. Indeed, this version is closer to the original draft of the script, which was much darker, quite violent, entitled “3000” (because Edward pays Vivian $3000 for her week with him) and involved Vivian being a drug addict, the couple not ending up together and Vivian finally using the money to take her friend Kit (Laura San Giacomo) another prostitute who has been in the game a lot longer than Vivian has, to Disneyland. The story goes that J. F. Lawton, the writer of the original screenplay, was so enamored by the chemistry between Roberts and Gere that he wrote a new fairytale ending where they end up together and “save each other”. I don’t really mind whether that’s true or not, “Pretty Woman” exists in a world of pure fantasy and if that adds to the magic of the story then so be it. It genuinely is astounding that the final film is one that is as sweet and good natured that it is.
The reason the film works at all is due almost entirely to the appeal of Julia Roberts. Richard Gere is fine I guess, but I’ve never been a big fan of him anyway. He’s dark and smouldering and looks good in a suit but Edward could have easily been played by any number of leading men. Julia Roberts on the other hand has an almost impossible role to play here; she has to be sexy but not trashy, tough yet vulnerable, street smart yet naive, be able to pass as a prostitute on Hollywood Boulevard but not seem completely conspicuous wearing Ralph Lauren at the polo. The kindly eyed hotel manager (Hector Elizondo) offers a gently guiding hand as her makeshift Fairy Godmother as he helps her choose what to wear and how to eat with the extensive cutlery at fancy restaurants. Again, not dissimilar to Eliza Dolittle. The biggest obstacle for us as an audience is that Vivian has to be so charming and unique that we can somehow believe that a man like Edward, from that world, would risk his reputation to be with her. And Roberts absolutely pulls it off. She is a vibrant breath of fresh air amongst the stale and pretentious wasps of Edward’s world and manages to bring out the empathy and humanity in Edward. For just as she had learned to not kiss on the mouth to detach herself from what she does, Edward too has removed all emotion from his business dealings to the extent that he no longer feels anything at all.
While the film isn’t overtly graphic, confronting or even honest about the realities of Vivian’s life, the film wisely doesn’t try and glorify or romantacise prostitution either. It’s obvious that Vivian is doing what she’s doing because she feels like she has no other option but as she’s only new in town, she still has a vibrancy and spark which has long since died in Kit. Kit serves as a foil of what would have happened to Vivian had she stayed much longer. By the film’s conclusion, Vivian is ready to get a job and finish high school, without Edward. She asks Kit to come with her, but Kit declines; she is too entrenched in that world and it’s understood that her fate isn’t going to be a happy or empowering one.
I do think that the film falters in its final act and doesn’t quite redeem itself. Of course “Pretty Woman” is pure fairy tale, and we as an audience allow ourselves to be brought in by the warm embrace of Gary Marshall’s simplistic and rose coloured little story. Which is why it’s such an unpleasant and jarring shock when Edward’s slimy attorney Phillip Stuckey (Jason Alexander) forces himself upon Vivian and slaps her when she fights back. It’s genuinely unsettling and completely out of sync with the tone of the rest of the film. I can understand the purpose of including it – to convey that there are scumbags and nefarious men in all avenues of life, regardless of wealth or status, and that there are harsh realities which may prevent Edward and Vivian from living happily together. Still, it didn’t need to be as violent as it was, surely Edward could have intervened before it got to that stage? Regardless, it’s a sudden jolt back to what I imagine was a remnant from the original scripting that has somehow crept through. Then, all of a sudden, the film’s contrived finale is Edward standing out of the sun roof of his limo (like a knight on a white horse of course), holding flowers and playing La Traviata… a degree of schmultz that even Edward reading Shakespeare sonnets in the park didn’t come close to.
Gary Marshall’s “Pretty Woman” is a nice return to a style of film which was intended to entertain and take us away from the gritty realities of the world, rather than brutally exacerbate and examine them. There’s so much that’s hopeful and gentle about this film, with a career defining performance in Julia Roberts and featuring some of 90’s cinema’s most iconic moments. It would take a decent dose of cynicism to not enjoy this.
By Jock Lehman