The “Christmas In Connecticut” Delivery Woman

The Christmas In Connecticut Delivery Woman

The Christmas In Connecticut Delivery Woman

“You’ve never seen Christmas In Connecticut??”
It has been over 20 years since I was first posed with this question. And by more than one gay friend or acquaintance. Each ensuing discussion regarding why this 1945 film is a Christmas classic would include a mention of The Delivery Woman. Just wait for her, they’d say.

She appears 11 minutes into the film – just after we meet leading lady Barbara Stanwyck. She delivers her a mink coat. She has two lines – six words: “Miss Lane?” and “Same to you, Miss.” She smiles throughout – she is beautiful. Stylish. She wears a hat, cape and gloves. And she has a musical cue – a slinky clarinet riff. She seems to know things.

One friend described her as “sassy” although I think that assessment is a modern projection. She is on screen for just over 10 seconds. And then she is gone. She has better places to go.

“Wouldn’t it be great if postal workers dressed like that?” is another comment I have heard more than once. I think she is actually supposed to be a department store delivery person and not a postal worker. In any case, yes, I agree – capes and hats and leather gloves would be an awesome addition to any FedEx, UPS or Amazon Prime uniform.

The Christmas In Connecticut Delivery Woman

We don’t know the actresses name. The IMDB is of no help. One day I expect to get a reader response that says “You uneducated fool! Everybody KNOWS its a young Rudy Dee / Hazel Scott / Dorothy Dandridge.” But until that time… the mystery remains. At least in my house.

In the 1995 documentary The Celluloid Closet about the history of homosexuality in Hollywood, Susie Bright says something along the lines of “A gay audience is so accustomed to crumbs that you will watch a whole film just to see a hint of a gay subtext.”

The Christmas In Connecticut Delivery Woman

In Christmas In Connecticut, it’s pretty clear that Barbara Stanwyck’s sham fiancee – a disinterested interior designer – would be gay if 1940’s society and the movie code allowed. But that’s beside the point. The same statement can be applied to any minority in a classic Hollywood studio film – you wait for someone to show up, cross your fingers for a positive depiction, and then hold on to it when you find it.

The Smart Bitches, Trashy Books website mentions The Delivery Woman in a 2016 post dissecting the film. “PERSON OF COLOR. PERSON OF COLOR;” they scream upon her entrance. “This movie is already more inclusive than several films released this year.”

And this is why, 75 years after it’s release, I am writing about 10 seconds of this film.

I tip my stylish cap to that nameless actress. We salute you!

This post originally appears on Brian Ferrari’s blog.

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