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Thursday, July 30, 2015

Nora Aunor: Changing the Taste of Filipino Moviegoers


By Butch Francisco
Manunuri ng Pelikulang Pilipino (MPP)

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Although her magnificent voice initially served as her big ticket to superstardom, it was her performances in the movies that enshrined Nora Aunor as the biggest female iconic figure in Philippine show business.

Films have always been a part of her life – first as a young movie fan who watched Vilma Santos’ Trudis Liit five times at the flea-infested Allan Theater in her hometown of Iriga. “I have always been Vilma’s fan,” she says of the actress-turned-politician, who had been her archrival in showbiz for close to half a century.

When – at age 12 – she moved to Manila in search of her big break, possibly as a singer on radio, it was in her agenda to see in person and hopefully get the autograph of Vilma, who by then had become her girl crush. She got this chance when she auditioned in the radio show of Ike Lozada and German Moreno and to her delight found out that Vilma was among the featured guests in the program. That could have been the happiest day of her life, except that Moreno, who later would become her biggest showbiz drumbeater, chose another aspiring singer over her.

There had been other rejections prior to that. That had been one of the better days, in fact. At least, she was admitted to the studio – at MBC on Taft Avenue. Once, she fell into a manhole after she was accidentally pushed away by an overzealous guard in charge of crowd control.

Her 1967 Tawag ng Tanghalan win changed all that. All of a sudden, she had showbiz offers, including the chance to be part of the Araneta Coliseum concert of Timi Yuro, who had wanted to adopt her and bring her to the United States – an option Nora seriously considered.

In the movies, it was the legendary star-builder, Dr. Jose Perez of Sampaguita Pictures, who first gambled on her. Sampaguita signed her up to a four-year contract, which, according to Nora, stipulated that “by her fourth film, she would be elevated to lead star status.”

The terms of her contract were unimaginable at that time. Although she had beautiful expressive eyes and the perfect Asian nose, she was dark and at 14 wasn’t likely to shoot up beyond 5 feet. Only the year before, Rosemarie Sonora and Gina Pareño, gorgeous mestizas both, were launched by Sampaguita as part of the studio’s much-heralded Stars of ’66.

Sampaguita had to test the waters with her first. In All Over the World, Nora was merely asked to sing in one sequence. She was even surprised when she was required by the studio to be at the lobby of Life Theater on opening day. Dwarfed by her taller and fairer co-stars, she retreated to one corner and was hardly recognized by movie fans. However, when the movie got to the part where she sings, she heard clapping from a visibly pleased audience. For her initial film, Nora got paid P200.

Her talent fee was upped to P400 in her next film project, Sitting in the Park, which starred mostly members of Stars’ 66. Then came Pogi and Ang Pangarap Ko’y Ikaw. Somewhere along the way, she got teamed up with Tirso Cruz III – a tandem that instantly built a solid fan base.

Nora undeniably became popular not only with the masses, but also with a curious A-B crowd wondering how a dark, diminutive girl could possess such singing talent and charisma.

In the eyes of producers, she was a gold mine, who could carry a film by herself and earn big bucks at the box-office. But then, she legally belonged to Sampaguita, which decided to stick to its tradition of carefully molding its contract stars first until they’ve reached their full potential.

She wasn’t even halfway done with her commitment with Dr. Perez when Artemio Marquez, who had directed some of her films for Sampaguita, saw a loophole in her contract. “Dapat daw kasi bida na ako in my fourth film, which didn’t happen,” recalls Nora of this episode early in her career.

Since Nora was still a minor, it was her Aunt Belen who signed the Sampaguita contract on her behalf. What Marquez did was to seek out her biological mother, Antonia, to get a legal consent that enabled him to produce under his own Tower Productions Nora’s first solo picture, Musical Teenage Idol that true enough became a blockbuster hit – done on a shoestring budget. Her take-home pay was P15,000, a huge part of it spent treating out classmates at the Centro Escolar in Parañaque, where she later collected her high school diploma. (It was also in this school where friends started calling her Guy, a nickname she formulated for herself with the help of her tough girl gang-mates.)

Nora didn’t have much time to enjoy her box-office success because her camp had been sued by Sampaguita for breach of contract. The case went on for years and eventually was decided in favor of Sampaguita by the Court of First Instance, under Judge Ulpiano Sarmiento in 1974. The ruling allowed Sampaguita to garnish P1.3-M of Nora’s existing properties. To show that they were only fighting for principles, the Vera-Perez family didn’t even bother to go that length. “Basta pinatawad na lang ako ni Manay Ichu,” Nora claims, referring to the long talk she had with Dr. Perez’ eldest child Marichu Maceda after the case was settled.

Nora didn’t sever ties with Sampaguita and its sister company VP Pictures even at the height of their legal battle. Since the litigation process took long, she was allowed to make movies both for Sampaguita and Tower.

For Sampaguita, she did Guy & Pip, Always in My Heart, Nasaan Ka, Inay and My Blue Hawaii, all of which were blockbusters. Mrs. Maceda saw for herself how the actress was regarded practically as an object of idolatry (“like a religious image in church”) by her followers. She remembers how Nora would descend the famed Vera-Perez staircase – to be met below by adoring fans who knelt down to kiss the hemline of her long gown. “She was THAT popular,” shares Mrs. Maceda.

Over at Tower Productions, she was given a new leading man – the dashing Manny de Leon, who lost no time winning her heart. Although she still cared very much for Tirso Cruz III, her first and true love, Nora decided to get into a romantic relationship with De Leon after she felt the pressure from family members who all favored the new suitor – “maybe because of the gifts of perfume and liquor he gave them,” she now laughs.

Oh, but it was a stormy affair they had – “kasi ang dami niyang ibang babae.” Once, she bought a small pistol that gun collectors refer to as señorita and this she actually fired at him, except that the shot was a dud and the bullet just flew off and mercifully missed the target.

Their arguments got so tiresome to the point that an exasperated De Leon had to tell Nora to her face – “na hindi naman kita gusto at kaya lang kita niligawan kasi pinilit nila ako.” Yes, even in Hollywood, as depicted in The French Lieutenant’s Woman, the lead performers in romance films are encouraged to fall in love with each other for a more realistic registry onscreen. And here in Philippine setting – in the hope of better results at the box-office.

In Nora’s case and by her own admission, it helps that she is in love with her co-star on the set. Manny de Leon’s blunt confession that he didn’t love her left Nora emotionally devastated. Her ego was bruised and her pride badly wounded. Even her body ached from too much work and begged to rest.

She often noticed that at least three of her films would show simultaneously in different theaters. In 1970, Tomboy Nora opened on July 5. Two weeks later, on July 18, Hey There, Lonely Girl was shown, followed by I Dream of Nora 10 days after on July 28.

By her own calculation, she was being tasked to finish a film project in two and a half days, putting to shame the speed in which pito-pito movies were made in the late ‘90s by Regal Films.

The work setup was made convenient for her. She was put in an apartment in Natib St. in Cubao. Artemio Marquez lived nearby and Nora only had to cross the street to get to the producer-director’s house where practically all the films were shot.

There weren’t too many dialogues to memorize and deliver. Mostly, she was made to sing for the benefit of the camera songs from her album, which now entitles her to claim that she was ahead of the MTV era. “No wonder I was being made to do a recording every week (for Alpha Records) even if I was sick!”

She hardly slept in those days. And when she did, she would wake up to the nagging question: “Am I being made to do three films for the price of one?”

When she shot on location in her native Iriga one time, she remembers wrapping up work and saying goodbye to her co-stars – only to be roused from her sleep the following morning to find Ricky Belmonte waiting as her new leading man. Was he there for another movie project she didn’t know about?

Later that day, a train with three coaches was hired by production to be used as movie backdrop. During a lull in the shoot, Nora made known to everyone her desire to learn how to run a train. One of the engineers gladly volunteered to teach her – which was easy since she always had a knack for technology and mechanics.

Toward the end of the lessons, she was allowed to run the train for a few meters from the Iriga station. But to the horror of the train engineer, Nora just went on and on until they reached Sipocot, some six towns away. There was no way she was returning to the movie set and that was her chance to escape. After getting off the train, she and her assistant Dory boarded a Manila-bound bus where she was hardly noticed by her co-passengers under the cover of darkness.

Of course, Nora got it again from the press. By then she had gotten used to everyone calling her “indyanera” or no show. While she pled guilty to some of the accusations against her, she insisted that she wasn’t at fault all the time. “If ever I was late, that was done on purpose,” she says with conviction. “For instance, I don’t like it when the producer mistreats the crew.” She displayed her disapproval by showing up half a day late – like if the call time was 8 a.m. she would show up at 8 p.m. She wouldn’t work either if the producer who had earned her ire was on the set.

One time, a producer castigated the crew for engaging in a card game, “pusoy” – never mind if it was done during a break. The producer banned outright playing cards on the set. The next day, Nora brought her own mah-jong set and yes, several decks of playing cards.

In the early ‘70s, Nora also tried her hand at producing her own films under NV Productions – “because I wasn’t happy anymore with most of the offers coming my way.” Her first project was Carmela, which proved to be a relatively light experience for her since Sampaguita – even if they were in the middle of a legal tussle - assisted her, from the lending of equipment all the way to the movie’s theatrical release.

Most difficult was the epic project Banaue that in the end cost P3-M to produce. Although it was a huge hit, she never got to enjoy a centavo of its earnings because the entire profit was used to pay off debts incurred while doing the film.

No, she doesn’t regret producing Banaue – if only for the fact that it gave her the opportunity to work more lengthily with the future National Artist Gerardo De Leon. She was earlier directed by the film great in an episode of Fe, Esperanza, Caridad, a Premiere Productions project that also gave her the chance to work with another future National Artist Lamberto Avellana (in the Esperanza episode).

And what did she learn working with the two masters? “I learned to behave on the set,” she says with a hearty laughter. Although Fe ... proved to be a demanding role, Nora was still on her quest to find the right parts that would satisfy her thirst for artistry and eventual recognition as an actress.

Maybe unknown to her, she had already been noticed by eventually became the Manunuri ng Pelikulang Pilipino. Manunuri founding member Behn Cervantes may not have completely appreciated the comedy that was Batu-Bato sa Langit, but he still called Nora “a fine actress” in his Daily Express 1975 review.

The critics’ support must have inspired her to continue sharpening her acting skills further. Nora began experimenting in Lupita Concio’s Minsa’y Isang Gamu-gamo. She refused to read the script in its entirety and instead focused merely on the scene that was to be shot, while at the same time inquiring about what happened in the sequences before and after that. “I wanted to feel the moment without being burdened by scenes other than that.” With regard to the use of those famous dark, expressive eyes, she claims that “it just came along while I was in the process of improving my craft, without anyone in particular teaching her how to do it.”

For her performance in Minsa’y, another Manunuri founding member, Dr. Nicanor Tiongson, wrote in his Daily Express review in 1976: “Once again, Nora Aunor proves herself to be one of the finest actresses today, with an acting style that is both ‘raw’ and ‘fine,’ characterized by a disarming sincerity and force that can break into an unbelievable number of nuances, shades and colors of emotion.”

It was in Tatlong Taong Walang Diyos where she was officially recognized as the toast of the critics – having been crowned as the first ever best actress winner in the annual Gawad Urian. “I was so happy that I didn’t sleep for two days.” She just kept clutching the trophy around the house and did nothing else.

Nora won six more Urian best actress honors: Bona (1980), Bilangin ang Bituin sa Langit (1989), Andrea, Paano Ba Maging Isang Ina? (1990), The Flor Contemplacion Story (1995), Bakit May Kahapon Pa? (1996) and Thy Womb (2012).

She did Thy Womb because she got curious about indie movies during the period she was in the US. When she came back in 2011, she began inquiring about directors doing in indie films. The late showbiz writer William Reyes recommended Adolf Alix and Brillante Mendoza, who promptly paid her a visit during a shoot of her TV 5 soap.

She almost didn’t finish doing Thy Womb because she felt nothing was happening while working on the film.

“Walang mabigat na eksena – puro laot lang,” she recalls. Even co-star Bembol Roco felt the same. There was a script, all right, but Mendoza wouldn’t show it – “para daw natural ang acting.” She only stayed on because her manager and confidante Boy Palma kept watching the monitor and assured Nora that “they were doing something beautiful and different.” Although devoid of heavy dramatic confrontations, her performance in Thy Womb is one of the finest in her career.

Nora is now having the time of her life doing indie movies – “if only for the artistic freedom and wide choice of roles it offers,” she points out. She easily adapted to the different working style in indies because Nora is one of the few movie queens who was never afraid of changes.

In fact, much early on, she busted the myth that only Grecian goddess-like actresses could play lead roles on the big screen.

She also dissolved the prejudice against the bakya crowd – so-called because in the ‘60s market vendors trooped to movie houses to watch Tagalog features in their wooden clogs. Her almost unequalled talent, charisma and all-encompassing appeal became the great equalizer – with the elite beginning to appreciate Nora Aunor films (once patronized only by the masses), particularly those done in collaboration with top directors.

Of course, in the ‘70s, from bakya, she was called “baduy” (poor taste), but that was only for a while and she eventually surpassed that phase of her career. Today, a Nora Aunor film is always associated with prestige.

It helped that she had the power to choose film projects and directors and used her clout to come up with some of the best Filipino movies of all time. After the ‘50s golden age, it is said that 1976 and 1982 were the golden years of Philippine movies. In 1976, Nora had Minsa’y Isang Gamu-Gamo and Tatlong Taong Walang Diyos and in 1982, she starred in the epic Himala.

Truly, Nora Aunor played an important role in changing – for the better - the taste of the Filipino moviegoer.

This year, she is the recipient of the Manunuri’s highest honor – the Natatanging Gawad Urian. She joins the ranks of previous winners, some of whom have since been named National Artists. For some reason, maybe political, such honor was denied her.

She richly deserves to be named National Artist for all her contributions to the local film industry. And yes, if only as a reward for her efforts in helping Filipino moviegoers gain a more critical view and better appreciation for true quality films.

Thursday, May 28, 2015

NORA IS ‘NATATANGI’: Distinct, singular


By Tito Genova Valiente
Reeling
Business Mirror
May 27, 2015

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ON June 16 Nora Aunor will receive the Natatanging Gawad Urian. The award recognizes and celebrates the actor’s body of works in cinema.

It has been a long journey for Nora Aunor from the time she sang with dwarfs at the backyard in a film that was more about the lack of magic in our life, to essaying the role of a mother searching for life in the valley of death in the aftermath of a most terrible storm. It is one huge filmic arc that, despite the lows in personal life, sustains a high in acting unseen heretofore in this industry.

As always and even with the expectations by the many, when the award was formally and officially announced by the Manunuri  ng Pelikulang Pilipino, there were sectors who asked that the recognition be justified. The question is not impertinent; the question merely demanded an answer.

And there are many answers.

There is the social history of cinema. Before Nora, there was the dominant ideology that required all actresses to be fair-skinned, tall and beautiful in the Caucasian way. More than the physical appearance, these actresses had to flesh out roles that conformed to the template of the idealized woman, the one who would do everything to keep the home intact. The actress/woman’s duty was to maintain along with the home her virginity, if she was not married, and her purity, if she was a wife or a mother. The allure of the leading lady was that she was part of the breathtaking landscape. The force to reckon with was this woman who was lovely in her fragility because the men around her were robust in masculinity. When Nora came, even early in those silly musicals, she stood there passive-aggressive in simplicity and unadorned humility. If she had purity, it was shrouded in sincerity that bordered on the naive.  The Great Unwash, if we may use the term, was making herself heard. The voice was Nora’s and the body was instinct and genius.

Came 1976. The Manunuri ng Pelikulang Pilipino, battling what it perceived to be the lack of ardent film criticism (and we are not even talking about the absence of an institutionalized film education), rose to the occasion with a radical choice and chose Nora Aunor as its very first Best Actress. The film was Tatlong Taong Walang Diyos. The story was set in the Second World War; the enemy was played by a matinee idol about to become a multiawarded actor. Nora played Rosario, leading lady in form but in content a complex person who would sleep with the enemy and allow the generation of audiences to ask the unsettling question: Was that our war we died for?

It was the new world. The country was rushing away from the memories of the Great War. Japan, the grand nemesis in many war films, was becoming a superpower. It was time to dilute or question the collective memory. It was time for the leading lady to question life by embodying all the complexities of love, loyalty and fealty to a nation. Even if in the end, Nora Aunor’s Rosario dies and the notion of the nation as a punisher is promoted, we see the audacity of an actress to embrace what all leading actresses of the period avoided: to die at the end of the movie.

Nora, already a phenomenon at the time, became an actor in Tatlong Taong Walang Diyos.

It is often a question I ask: Are the fans of Nora Aunor aware that in most of her heralded portrayals, Nora inhabits roles that are duplicitous and convoluted, tortured and twisted in her understanding of the commonly acceptable valuations of roles and mores in society? Nora taught us the sins of the world not by denying them but by displaying the ineptitude and incoherence.

In Bona, Nora Aunor is this daughter who will never be the ideal member of a Filipino family. It is thus, the vindication of community values when Bona is mauled by her brother when she tries to sneak into the house so she could view the remains of her father. It is our fear and shame that this insensibility will befall upon us and Nora is the persona to show us all this. The show is not the crass, sentimental plot about a fallen woman played with flamboyance by Rita Gomez and Charito Solis, but a quirky ballet about religion, fanaticism and the tragedy that shuttles between poverty and identity.

For all the tremendous mystery of the apparition, Elsa in Himala will declare at the end not only the absence of miracles but the end of transcendence. “Tao ang gumagawa ng himala.” Man makes miracles. Leave it to Nora Aunor and her amazing thespic range that each pause, each taking in of the breath brings us to wonder if we could really believe her Elsa. If we believe in the Virgin Mary appearing before the simple girl, then we are the accomplice to a church that upholds the divine vision; if we affirm Elsa’s declaration that there is no miracle, then we are at the mercy of a cult. It is a baffling situation and Nora is part of the puzzle, never completing for us the picture because we are ourselves part of the big picture.

Faith is both shaken and stirred in Himala. A film that brings out of the closet all the tricks of apparitions and faith healing is also the film that represents who we are as people in religion. At the center of this order and peace is this wisp of a woman—unpredictable as a person but predictably excellent as an actor—who unfolds her own mysteries before relentless cameras that never seem to get enough because the actor before the lenses hides and shades her own tremor as a human being. That is acting, that is incarnation, when the word is made flesh and is made to dwell among the viewers.

The new performance and the seeming lack of fear and bias toward any roles enabled critics to look at the performance than the celebrity, the role rather than the royalty. It is late 197os and the military rules but the new film criticism is born, addressing without timidity and this time without question the politics not only of films but of those who make the films.

The extracinematic is born. Nora Aunor’s character in the film is judged within the context of the plot and the resolutions. The same character is investigated following Nora’s fandom, her personal stories, and her politics that while critiqued for unpredictability are, otherwise, always sustained by a sense of daring and independence, even recklessness, rarely seen within the perfumed enclaves of show business. The lines between the reel and the real are once more blurred, this time not for the invasion of the actor’s privacy but for an incursion into her politics and psychology.

If there is a milestone in the career of Nora as an actor, it was in her gradual shift to portraying roles that stopped addressing the vagaries and vulgarities of commerce.

Nora Aunor’s career swung from those monster box-office hits (that satisfied many) to films that did not cause lines to form outside theatres but inside the minds of the enlightened, Nora’s public who care to learn from this most popular of art forms, the movies.

With the roles and films, there was ultimately the formation of new ways of reading cinema. Nora was still the leading lady but there was no more the leading man. In fact, her leading ladies led only because she was Nora Aunor in the film; otherwise, in the narrative they were peripheral personas, not template for good behavior but trails to a forest of symbols. The characters are not always likeable, better for us to look at how life can be unfair and, well, better. Without us knowing it, Nora has lifted the contravida from the dark side of the stock and the stereotype into the center, the spotlight of importance for us to contemplate both the evil and the good, for us to savor the grays and the anomalous, those inscrutable in-betweens that mark us imperfect, human.

In Thy Womb, Shaleha the midwife holds the child that her husband had fathered with another woman. She praises the heavens but could not let go of the infant. When she does, the camera follows the sky. The woman is lost in the eternity that appears to be made for man. Before we got there, we are treated to how an actor suffuses the screen with awesome ordinariness that appears only ordinary because the mind behind those gestures has the gift to make the everyday profound.

Which came first, good criticism or good film? That, of course, is a chicken-and-egg predicament. What is clear is that there is a Nora Aunor, whose manifold characters can bring in a slew of questions. Love her or leave her; take her or leave her. Good critics can disagree with her, dispute the best and worst in her but no good critic can ignore Nora Aunor in cinema. Ever.

Nora Aunor is the Natatangi, separate, singular, distinct for the Manunuri ng Pelikulang Pilipino.