1 The Backstory
Concealment was the order of the day.
On 3 October 1957 Janet Green wrote to the Rank Organisationâs story editor at Pinewood Studios. The previous two years had seen no fewer than four of her works released into British cinemas as either an original screenplay or an adaptation of a play, and now she was toying with possibilities for a new project. One was âa romantic story set against a pirate-Eastern atmosphere with a bit of Christianity thrown inâ. Another, âa murder, blackmail idea amongst Nice People, set against a kind of Gleneagles backgroundâ.2 Neither had been worked through, but in each there was, she thought, something âtellableâ. The first, perhaps mercifully, came to nothing. The second was, I believe, the germ that would develop four years later as Victim. Homicide would yield to suicide; the Gleneagles setting would give way to a building site and the Inns of Court; but Nice People â some, anyway â would occupy the foreground. And, crucially, blackmail remained the theme. So what was the trigger that caused her, and her husband John McCormick, to focus on that vicious and corrosive offence; that act of psychological, rather than physical, terrorism, which carries the real risk of collateral damage to a victimâs family?
Sir John Wolfenden (courtesy of Getty Images)
Four weeks earlier, on 4 September, Sir John Wolfenden had delivered to Parliament the report of his Committee on Homosexual Offences and Prostitution. This body had been established in the summer of 1954 by the then Home Secretary, Sir David Maxwell Fyfe, when the atmosphere enveloping the relevant law was highly charged. He himself believed that âhomosexuals in general are exhibitionists and proselytisers and are a danger to others, especially the youngâ.3 In both 1953 and 1954 well over two thousand men in England and Wales were prosecuted for homosexual offences â none with more salacious headlines than Edward, Lord Montagu of Beaulieu, his second cousin Michael Pitt-Rivers and the Daily Mail diplomatic correspondent Peter Wildeblood. They were all gaoled, having been caught up in what the British press described as Maxwell Fyfeâs ânew drive against male viceâ. As Wildeblood recorded in his 1955 memoir, Against the Law,4 the clampdown had its roots in the flight to Russia in 1951 of the British spies Donald Maclean and Guy Burgess and the âstrong United States advice to Britain to weed out homosexuals â as hopeless security risks â from important Government jobsâ. He was citing a despatch in the Sydney Morning Telegraph by its London correspondent, Donald Horne, about a âScotland Yard plan to smash homosexuality in Londonâ, headed by a new Commissioner of the Metropolitan Police, Sir John Nott-Bower, who was said to believe that Britain was threatened by a homosexual conspiracy. He not only pledged to ârip the cover off all Londonâs filth spotsâ, but also âswung into action on a nation-wide scaleâ by enlisting the support of local police throughout England to increase the number of arrests for homosexual offences. For many years, reported the well-informed, blunt-penned Mr Horne, âthe police had turned a blind eye to male vice. They made arrests only when definite complaints were made from innocent people, or where homosexuality had encouraged other crimes. They knew the names of thousands of perverts â many of high social position and some world famous â but they took no action.â Now, wrote Horne, âthey are making it a priority jobâ.
That story appeared on 25 October 1953. A fortnight earlier the writer Rupert Croft-Cooke â biographer of Oscar Wildeâs âBosieâ, Lord Alfred Douglas â had been tried for offences involving two sailors and was sentenced to nine months. On the twenty-first, at West London magistratesâ court, one John Gielgud, described on the charge sheet as âa clerkâ, had pleaded guilty to persistently importuning male persons for an immoral purpose. âSee your doctor the moment you leave here,â said the magistrate, Mr E. R. Guest. âIf he has any advice to offer take it, because this conduct is dangerous to other men, particularly young men, and is a scourge in this neighbourhood. I hear something like 600 of these cases every year, and I begin to think they ought to be sent to prison as they were in the old days when there were many less of them.â The fine he handed down, ÂŁ10, was a fleabite for someone who was said in court to earn ÂŁ1,000 a year. Immeasurably more painful was the publicity that ensued; after all, in the recent Coronation Honours List the forty-nine-year-old actor had been awarded a knighthood for his services to the theatre. Eight months later, Alan Turing, inventor of the machine that helped to break the Enigma codes in World War II, bit into an apple containing potassium cyanide rather than live with the continuing shame, and the chemical castration, that followed his conviction for gross indecency.
Much has been written and spoken about a âclimate of fearâ that had spread among homosexuals at all levels of society before Wolfenden began his deliberations. It was true to some extent. Many of the more worldly wise would avoid trouble by keeping to their own, choosing a congenial milieu for their work, steering clear of the public lavatories and, above all, being discreet. In the capital there was an ambivalence in the attitude of the police. While cracking down hard on âcottagingâ, they left alone the well-known haunts such as the leathery Coleherne and the Boltons in West London, and the theatrical Salisbury and Fitzroy in the West End. In the case of the last, this was perhaps not altogether surprising: the Fitzroyâs ceiling was studded with darts, attached to each of which was a small pouch containing money destined for the Police Benevolent Fund. It was, therefore, not such an unremittingly bleak period as is sometimes suggested. Nevertheless, there was undoubtedly a climate of concern, if not of fear. Sir Gerald Kaufman, a former Shadow Home Secretary,5 recalls it as âoppressive and severe, and concealment was the order of the day. It was particularly distasteful that the whole future of a manâs life could depend on whether the police picked on him or not â and why the police picked on him and how the police picked on him.â The greater the prominence of a homosexual who fell foul of the law, the greater the prospect of public ignominy, social stigma, domestic havoc and the ruination of a career. And the greater the prominence, the greater the attraction for a potential blackmailer.
The Wolfenden Report referred to the fact that Clause 11 of the Criminal Law Amendment Act of 1885, which had extended greatly the reach of the law governing gross indecency, became known familiarly after the MP for Northampton, Henry Labouchère. He introduced it at a late stage in the legislative process, unaware of the full implications which led to its being labelled by a Recorder the âBlackmailerâs Charterâ. Most victims were, naturally, hesitant about alerting the authorities to their misfortunes, so figures were unreliable; however, the Committee felt that the existing legislation afforded the blackmailer âopportunities which the law might well be expected to diminishâ. So the principal recommendation of the thirty put forward â that homosexual acts between consenting adults in private should be decriminalised â would at least help to reduce those opportunities.
There was enough prejudice, or perceived rectitude, to ensure that the passage to the Statute Book would be stormy. This was clear in the weeks immediately following publication of the Report. Whereas the Oxford Union voted by one of the largest majorities in its history in favour of reform, the British Federation of Psychologists declared that it did ânot agree that the law should be altered to condone homosexual behaviour of any typeâ.6 Lord Denning took issue with the Committeeâs assertion that âmorals are not the lawâs businessâ. On the contrary, he said, âIt is impossible to draw a hard and fast line between crime and sin ⌠Without religion there can be no morality and without morality there can be no law.â7 Hellfire and damnation held no terrors these days, he lamented when the Report first came under scrutiny in the House of Lords; âthe law should condemn this evil for the evil it is, but the judges should be discreet in their punishment of itâ.8 By contrast, the Earl of Huntingdon said that the proposed reform would put an end to the use of the police as agents provocateurs; would âbring relief to thousands of men in positions of prominence, trust and responsibility whose lives are frustrated and under a continual cloudâ; and, most important, âprevent the danger of blackmail. That is a crime we all deplore â a most odious one â and homosexuality is a most rewarding field for the blackmailer. A man of great ability, intelligence and integrity, in a high position in business, law, politics, anywhere you like, who commits an indiscretion may be subject for ever after to the blackmailer and his attack.â The law, the Earl had been surprised to find, was âmore concerned with punishing sexual irregularity than with punishing the blackmailerâ.9 Yet when Maxwell Fyfe â who by now had been translated from Home Secretary to Lord Chancellor as Viscount Kilmuir â said, with pained restraint, that the Government did not think that the general sense of the community was with the Committee in the âmost far-reaching and widely discussedâ of its proposals, he was greeted with cheers.10
It was a febrile atmosphere, then, in which Janet Green took her first tentative step towards addressing the subject. If she, like many others, was already perturbed by the treatment afforded to Lord Montagu, the ebb and flow of the public debate that Wolfenden provoked was more than enough stimulus for a writer and libertarian, one who took as her exemplar the even-handed John Galsworthy. Chairing a conference of the Howard League for Penal Reform in the days after Janet Green had posted her letter to Pinewood, Sir Norman Birkett, a former Lord of Appeal, said that even if no new legislation ensued, âI think we can console ourselves with the view [that] there has been an advance; the subject can never be quite the same again.â11 Here was a cause that Green could legitimately and profitably espouse. Not immediately, however, because another âhot topicâ, race relations, was about to capture her attention. In any case, how ready were our film-makers to tackle full-on the matter that dared not speak its name? By convention they had exercised extraordinary caution â not because of any diktat from the Censor, but because they feared public opprobrium. In the theatre, Coward (especially with A Song at Twilight), Maugham, Emlyn Williams (whose Accolade has happily been rediscovered) and, above all, Rattigan practised the art of concealment with brilliant finesse. However, if not a wind, a brisk breeze of change was beginning to blow â to such an extent that in November 1958 the Lord Chamberlain, Lord Scarborough, announced a change of policy towards homosexuality on the stage. He had already that year allowed â with no little distaste in his own office â Shelagh Delaneyâs A Taste of Honey, described by Colin MacInnes as âthe first English play Iâve seen in which a coloured man, and a queer boy, are presented as natural characters, factually, without a nudge or shudderâ.12 Scarborough wrote to the chairman of the Theatresâ National Committee:
This subject is now so widely debated, written about and talked of that its complete exclusion from the stage can no longer be regarded as justifiable. In future, therefore, plays on this subject which are sincere and serious will be admitted, as will references ⌠which are necessary to the plot and dialogue, and which are not salacious or offensive.
This decision was greeted by George Devine, artistic director of the English Stage Company, as âmarvellous, and a big step in the right directionâ. It would give licence to British writers on a subject of human importance and âallow us to do any foreign plays on the subject which we ought to see under conditions which are not hypocriticalâ.13
The issue of Films and Filming for May 1958 â the same month that A Taste of Honey opened at Joan Littlewoodâs Theatre Royal, Stratford East â carried a piece by Denis Duperley and Geoff Donaldson headed âWill Britain See These Films?â. The Censor might soon be faced with:
an important decision â whether or not to approve the showing in Britain of films making honest drama of homosexuality, a subject which the British Board of Film Censors has always regarded as taboo unless it has been cloaked with the delicacy of Minnelliâs Tea and Sympathy, or the obscurity of Hitchcockâs Rope or Rayâs Rebel Without a Cause.
Two projected imports from the Continent were discussed. One, from Germany and titled Anders als du und ich (Different from You and Me) (1957), involved an attempt by anxious parents to âstr...