I love old black and white movies. Especially romantic comedies. And if there’s a little Christmas thrown into the storyline, all the better!
One of my favorites to watch at this time of year is Christmas in Connecticut with Barbara Stanwyck.
Let’s take a look back at the movie and the beautiful stone farmhouse it takes place in!
Christmas in Connecticut
Elizabeth Lane writes a popular column in Smart Housekeeping, describing her daily life as a wife and mother, an accomplished cook and home decorator, on a farm in Connecticut. (Spoiler alert for those of you who haven’t seen it before — I’ll be talking about the major plot points!)
But the truth is, Elizabeth is a single woman living in NYC who needs a recipe to boil water. As the camera pans to the window of her apartment, this is what we see instead of farmland:
Her “Uncle Felix” (played by Hungarian-born S.Z. Sakall) runs a successful restaurant in the city, and she uses his recipes for the magazine column. The Connecticut farmhouse she writes about is actually her architect boyfriend’s. And what a farmhouse it is!
When her boss, publishing titan Alexander Yardley, invites himself to Christmas dinner and wants to bring along war hero Jefferson Jones as a sort of publicity stunt, Elizabeth and her boyfriend — now fiance — have to pretend to be married.
Sadly, the farmhouse wasn’t real. It was built on a Warner Bros. soundstage.
It’s real in my mind, though. Every Christmas I fantasize about moving here! 🙂
The curving stone fireplace is almost larger than life with the opening stretching above their heads.
In this shot you can see the built-in bookshelves on the other side of the fireplace, too:
She brings “Uncle Felix” along to the farmhouse to cook, and they borrow a neighbor’s baby (for real!).
But then Elizabeth meets Jefferson Jones (Dennis Morgan) sparks fly, and complications ensue.
Sydney Greenstreet, a well-known character actor, played Alexandra Yardley, Elizabeth’s publisher. I love when he says, “What a Christmas!” at the end of the movie and can’t stop laughing.
Jefferson helps Elizabeth bathe the baby in the bathroom. “Are you sure the baby’s name is Robert?”
This looks like the perfect place to spend Christmas to me…
Jefferson wins Elizabeth over by singing Christmas carols while she trims the tree:
Her fiance John starts to feel a little left out, though…
Elizabeth’s character was supposedly based on popular magazine columnist Gladys Taber, who lived on Stillmeadow Farm in Connecticut. But unlike Elizabeth, Gladys was the real deal who wrote something like 50 books about cooking and homemaking.
UPDATE: A reader named Susan insists that Taber was not really the inspiration for the movie: “Apparently this rumor came about many years ago when the IMDb.com website began annotating movies for readers. From late 1937 to the end of 1957, Gladys had a column entitled “Diary of Domesticity” that ran in Ladies Home Journal. The family says they are sure the character of Elizabeth Lane was not based on Gladys, but the rumor has gone viral on the internet. I do feel that it doesn’t hurt getting her name out to more people: our goal is to get more people reading her books.”
In response, I got this note from Anne Colby clarifying the Gladys Taber connection to the movie:
Taber was my grandmother, and my family still owns Stillmeadow Farm. But I have to correct Susan’s post a bit, since my family actually has always believed — and hoped — that the movie was indeed loosely based on my grandmother’s Ladies Home Journal column “Diary of Domesticity.”
Taber’s column was one of the Journal’s most popular columns ever, and in 1945, the monthly essay was nationally well-known and at the height of its success. Apparently during the war, copies of Ladies Home Journal were sometimes included in care packages sent to troops overseas, and my family has a wonderful fan letter sent to my grandmother from a WWII soldier who had read her columns while in the service, and wrote that the soldiers had found comfort in her portrait of hometown America.
Beyond the basic plot point, however, the similarity ends — since Gram really lived on her (very simple) CT farm, and her cookbooks, while delicious, were not exactly low-fat — so she would have envied Barbara Stanwyck’s glamorous look!