I was going to write about Judy Garland...
Sep. 5th, 2025 12:05 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
...and talk about how even now, the extent of her abuse by MGM is so often downplayed. You see things like "She had a tough time on The Wizard of Oz" as if it were simply hard work for her. I actually thought about that post ages ago. But then I went down a rabbit hole, as is all too easy to do online. I'm not a massive film person as most of you know, and so things like the fine details of how Alfred Hitchcock abused Tippi Hedren and wrecked her career were at least partly new to me. But then, while doing something else altogether, I happened across a detail that led me down a second and very disturbing rabbit hole.
I was reading about Elvis, and specifically his hit "All Shook Up", and in that article it says: "Future Last House on the Left actor David Hess, using the stage name David Hill, was the first to record the song". Now, I enjoy digging out original versions of songs that became more famous as covers, so that caught my eye. Wikipedia being the time sink that it is, I found myself clicking on David Hess's name to read about him -- when I saw he wrote music too, I was mostly curious about whether he'd written any hits (yes -- "Speedy Gonzales"). But that's where things started to get unpleasant.
Deep in the article on Hess, in the section about his part in the early Wes Craven horror movie The Last House on the Left, was this line: "A Method actor, he famously threatened to attack costar Sandra Peabody to get a more genuine reaction from her." That was it, nothing else. I didn't know this at all. It wasn't "famously" to me. I could easily have shrugged and passed on at that point -- but there was a citation for a 2000 book about the making of the movie, by a guy named David A. Szulkin. I didn't have the book (why would I?) and I would probably have left it there, except for one of those weird coincidences. Because a few days later, I saw that same book in a second-hand bookshop.
I didn't buy it -- it was too expensive and being sold as a collectible. But I remembered the Hess story and was curious, and I thought I'd see if this book had anything about it. I flicked through it to find Sandra Peabody's words. (I later discovered this is the only interview she has ever given about the film in all the 53 years since its release.) I was expecting the usual stuff about how the set was a mess, they had no budget, and a light-hearted recollection of the incident -- things like how Hess would wave a rubber knife around manically, she still giggled to remember it, it was a fun memory for commentary tracks and convention panels, you know how these things go.
No. Not this time.
And that led me down a second rabbit hole, the disturbing one I mentioned up top. Specifically, one about conditions during filming of The Last House on the Left back in 1972. As is probably already evident, I've never seen that movie. I nearly did once, back when I was young and stupid(er) and was at that time of life when you want to see shocking things just because, but something came up and I never did. Since then I've seen clips and stills as part of things like general documentaries about the evolution of the horror genre and in YouTube discussions of similar. I'm not a fan of slasher movies in general, but I can find background information interesting even regarding genres I don't follow.
Anyway, I read one article and then another, and another. I looked at Reddit posts and Twitter threads. I perused retrospective articles. I watched a few of the shorter YouTube videos about how the film was made. And one thing became more and more clear to me: this was way, way beyond "just how it was in the Seventies". Sandra Peabody had suffered for real during the making of this movie. I was relieved to discover that she'd since ended up in a different career and made a success of it, but I was not at all relieved when I got to the details of how she'd been mistreated on set. They were horrifying.
I've gone on for way too long already, and I'm getting upset, so I'm going to put the details of why I will never, ever watch the full film -- and why it needs a huge flashing asterisk every time it's blithely celebrated as a cult classic -- in another post. That'll probably be in two or three days, as I'm busy tomorrow and in any case I'd like to write about something more pleasant in between. But, suffice it to say, David Hess is (well, was; he died in 2011) one of the very few actors I truly despise as a person. And that is pretty much entirely because of Sandra Peabody's treatment while they were making The Last House on the Left.