{"id":31856,"date":"2015-07-01T02:00:07","date_gmt":"2015-07-01T06:00:07","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/quotulatiousness.ca\/blog\/?p=31856"},"modified":"2017-04-21T14:23:01","modified_gmt":"2017-04-21T18:23:01","slug":"remembering-patrick-macnee-i-mean-of-course-john-steed","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/quotulatiousness.ca\/blog\/2015\/07\/01\/remembering-patrick-macnee-i-mean-of-course-john-steed\/","title":{"rendered":"Remembering Patrick Macnee &#8230; I mean, of course, John Steed"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.steynonline.com\/7025\/brollies-and-dollies\" target=\"_blank\">Mark Steyn<\/a> on the (not-technically) original <em>Avengers<\/em> star:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>But for a while Americans liked <em>The Avengers<\/em>, and it lingered in the memory so warmly that, three decades later, Hollywood opted to do a big-screen, big-budget remake. Patrick Macnee, the original John Steed, sportingly agreed to do the usual cameo &mdash; in this case, as a ministry bureaucrat rendered invisible in some research mishap and now consigned to a cramped office in a Whitehall basement. As I say, he was invisible, so we heard Macnee&#8217;s affable drawl (he had a smile in his voice, even when beating up the bad guys), but the audience never saw him, which was probably just as well &mdash; because, if they did, they&#8217;d remember the sheer affability of Macnee&#8217;s Steed. He was never a conventionally handsome leading man \u2014 he had a bit of a dumplingy face \u2014 but he brought a bonhomous ease to the role of the unflappable secret agent: the bowler, the brollies, the buttonholes and the Bollinger seemed like natural extensions of his charm; you can understand why groovy birds like Honor Blackman, Diana Rigg and Linda Thorson would dig such an ostensibly squaresville cat.<\/p>\n<p>He wasn&#8217;t supposed to be the star. <em>The Avengers<\/em> began in 1961 with Ian Hendry as a mystery-solving doctor David Keel. Macnee returned to England from an indifferent theatrical career in Canada to play the role of Dr Keel&#8217;s assistant &#8220;John Steed&#8221;. But then the star departed, and Steed found himself carrying the show with a succession of glamorous gal sidekicks &mdash; Honor Blackman as Cathy Gale, Diana Rigg as Emma Peel, Linda Thorson as Tara King. They were very literal sidekicks in that they kicked to the side, being masters &mdash; or mistresses &mdash; of martial arts, doing most of the heavy lifting while Steed occasionally boinked someone over the head with his bowler. Many years ago, Dame Diana told me &#8220;Emma Peel&#8221; came from &#8220;M Appeal&#8221;, as in &#8220;Man Appeal&#8221;. But Steed always called her &#8220;Mrs Peel&#8221;, just as he called her predecessor &#8220;Mrs Gale&#8221;, because he was a gentleman. And the ladies always called him &#8220;Steed&#8221; because they were one of the boys, as in that English public-school thing whereby grown-up chaps who know each other well address each other by their surnames (&#8220;I say, Holmes!&#8221; &#8220;Yes, Watson&#8230;&#8221;).<\/p>\n<p><em>The Avengers<\/em> was created by Sydney Newman, the greatest of all Canadian TV producers (he also inaugurated <em>Dr Who<\/em>), but hit its high-water mark under Brian Clemens and Albert Fennell. In the early days, they didn&#8217;t have a lot of money, but they spent it wisely. The difference between the two principals was defined in what they wore and what they drove: Steed favored a vintage Rolls or Bentley, the ladies the latest convertible sports car. After seeing Mrs Peel drive one, my dad bought a Lotus Elan &mdash; a beautiful ride with a fiberglass body that crumpled to dust when a truck brushed us ever so lightly on the <em>Route National 7<\/em> in France. The ladies wore fab gear from Carnaby Street, while Macnee, ditching the trenchcoats he&#8217;d worn in the first series, opted for a slightly heightened version of an English gent&#8217;s get-up that he designed with help from Pierre Cardin. Laurie Johnson wrote one of the best telly-spy theme-tunes and the opening titles are pure style: Mrs Peel shooting the cork off the champagne bottle, Steed&#8217;s unsheathed sword-stick swiping a carnation and sending it flying through the air for Mrs Peel to put in his buttonhole.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Mark Steyn on the (not-technically) original Avengers star: But for a while Americans liked The Avengers, and it lingered in the memory so warmly that, three decades later, Hollywood opted to do a big-screen, big-budget remake. Patrick Macnee, the original John Steed, sportingly agreed to do the usual cameo &mdash; in this case, as a [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":35193,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[4,28],"tags":[311,476,293,1125,101],"class_list":["post-31856","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-britain","category-media","tag-1960s","tag-espionage","tag-obituary","tag-theavengers","tag-tv"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/quotulatiousness.ca\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/06\/favicon.png","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p2hpV6-8hO","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/quotulatiousness.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/31856","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/quotulatiousness.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/quotulatiousness.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/quotulatiousness.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/quotulatiousness.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=31856"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/quotulatiousness.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/31856\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":31857,"href":"https:\/\/quotulatiousness.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/31856\/revisions\/31857"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/quotulatiousness.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/35193"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/quotulatiousness.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=31856"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/quotulatiousness.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=31856"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/quotulatiousness.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=31856"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}