MY GOOD FRIEND BUCK HENRY
In 1957 I was doing
off-beat publicity in New York City and a Buick agency on Broadway near Columbus Circle hired me
to create more auto sales. They had a Piper Cub airplane in their large
showroom and New Yorkers paid little attention to it.
I proposed removing
the airplane and substituting a large round table for an alleged TV show in
rehearsal, “The Unstable Round Table.”
There would be two teams of six actors , each improvising on “The Role
of the Dog in Society.” One team would perform for six hours, and then the
other team did a turn. Sleeping quarters were in a hotel across the street.
Open auditions
attracted 80 actors and actresses, from noon until 8 pm. Each person was asked
to improvise on any subject for two minutes. By closing time I had twelve
actors and two alternates committed. The rental studio was turning out the
lights when in walked a diminutive chap in ill fitting clothes, out of breath
from running up the stairs.
“Sorry I’m late,” he
said. “Can I please audition for a role? My name is Buck Henry and I’m really
clever.” I began to say we were all booked. But my gut feeling was to let him
talk. So I asked Mr. Henry to improvise a comment about the role of the dog in
society.
Without missing a
beat, he said, “During the Middle Ages long haired dogs wandered among the dinner
tables and served as mobile napkins for the greasy Knights’ hands..”
Buck
Henry was hired on the spot to lead one of the two teams.
During the three day
promotion in the Buick Agency window, Buck was spectacular. He attracted large
crowds outside (the sound was piped through a speaker on the window) and this
generated laughter and applause. Also, more cars were sold than during any
other three day period!
Buck would perform
faux chemistry experiments and debate an eight-foot giant from the circus, Ed
Carmeli. They were both hilarious. One night, Buck woke up to find Carmeli in
bed with him….all others were taken. Buck jumped out, ran over to the Buick
Agency and shouted at me, “Why is that giant in my bed?”
My next spoof was a
campaign to clothe all naked animals for the sake of decency in 1959. The
Society for Indecency to Naked Animals, or S.I.N.A., took off like a grass
fire. Buck agreed to play the role of G. Clifford Prout, the President of
S.I.N.A. And he soon appeared on the TODAY Show with Dave Garroway and TONIGHT
with Jack Paar.
In 1962 I managed to
book Mr. Prout on Walter Cronkite’s CBS-TV network news show. Buck played his
ukelele and sang the S.I.N.A. Marching Song, as Cronkite kept a straight face.
This scenario took the campaign to its highest level. The SAN FRANCISCO
CHRONICLE ran a Page One banner headline, “Nude Animal Campaign In Bay Area.”
TIME magazine finally
brought down the curtain when Prout was revealed to be Buck Henry in 1963.
Cronkite was furious over being deceived and carried this chip on his shoulder
until he died, according to a CBS news friend who told Buck.
After “Get Smart” and
Buck’s screenplay, “The Graduate,” he was a very hot property as an actor,
writer and director too. In
1970 I persuaded him to appear in a low-budget independent movie I was
producing and my wife, Jeanne, was directing.
“Is There Sex After
Death” was a satire on sex. Buck improvised his answers to a series of
questions I asked him on camera and he was extremely funny. I would say one of
his best performances ever.
The film opened at
the Playboy Theater on October 24, 1971 before a soldout audience and the
reviews were all positive. THE NEW YORK TIMES said it was “funnier than Woody
Allen’s ‘Bananas’” and Vincent Canby devoted a full page story in a Sunday Arts
and Leisure section.
Meantime, Buck’s agent,
Mace Neufeld, was threatening to sue me if I didn’t delete his role; i.e. until
the magnificent reviews appeared, and I had a cancelled check paying Buck for
his services.
Buck went on to great
heights in Hollywood and during his stint with John Belushi on Saturday Night
Live. We didn’t connect again until early 2000 over dinner at Keen’s Chop House
in New York City. Subsequently, we exchange emails and an occasional phone call
remembering “the good old days.”
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