Tom Ford is the only fashion designer
in the world with an Academy Award-nominated film under his belt – as director,
that is, rather than costumier. Make that director, producer and writer of both
2009’s A Single Man and 2016’s Nocturnal Animals. Those each garnered Oscar
nods, among an array of other accolades. And Ford’s exacting eye (and ear, and
nose – although that’s only reflected in his beauty business) truly justifies
use of the term “auteur”.
But maybe that shouldn’t come as a
surprise when viewing Ford’s fashion back catalogue – under Gucci, Yves Saint
Laurent and, since 2005, his own name. Each has boasted cinematic moments, and
a fully realised universe where Ford oversaw everything from logo rejigging to
store redesign to – obviously – every facet of the clothes and their presentation.
Backstage after his latest
Autumn/Winter 2019 men’s and women’s show in New York yesterday evening, it was
inevitable that talk would turn to film. Ford’s production company Fade to
Black currently has a couple in the pipeline – one was supposed to shoot this
summer, Ford said, but was delayed; he’s also bought the screenplay rights to a
book. “Film can impact people in a different way than fashion,” Ford said, in
the smooth dulcet tones of a matinée idol, of his second career. “It has a permanence
that fashion doesn’t have… it is the ultimate. Because you design a world,
forever. Every time you watch a film, it ends the same way. It’s very
complete.”
Ton Ford : Autumn/Winter 2019
That said, throughout his three
decades in the industry, the now-57-year-old Ford has tended to view fashion
with the eye of a director, rather than a stylist. He’s also unquestionably
created an entire world of his own – it’s tricky to think of something he
hasn’t turned his hand to designing (including, when at Gucci, the esoteric
delights of scuba-diving gear, G-logo ice-cube trays, spanking paddles,
fetishistic riding crops and handcuffs). And plenty of people have wanted to
live in the worlds he’s crafted – powering not one but two empires to
multi-billion pound turnovers.
“I’ve always thought of shows in a
cinematic way,” says Ford, of his fashions. “Which you used to be able – but
for a phone – to pull off. I would always show under a spotlight – no-one had
phones, so they were really looking. The entire room was seeing the exact same
thing, at the exact moment. So you could literally get people to emote. You had
that concentration, that you can’t get anymore”
“I would always create in a
cinematic way,” he continues. “You lead them through it, and then hopefully try
to end with something that makes them feel very emotional. And now, everyone’s
distracted.” Tom Ford shrugs. “But it’s the world.”
Here then, are a few Ford moments
past that chime with his cinematic vision of the fashion world, and evoke
emotion then, and now – excitement, passion, even a little melancholy. Get
ready to get choked up.
Gucci Autumn/Winter 1996
Ford’s early Gucci shows were the
ones he talked about staging under a spotlight – a Klieg-style circular frame
that trailed his models up and down, in everything from slinky satin shirts and
hip-huggers to G-logo thongs (on him and her). The liquid jersey dresses of
Autumn/Winter 1996, however, got special mention from Ford for this season –
their lines inspired his relaxed evening dresses with matching floor-length
cardigans for this season.
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Gucci Autumn/Winter 2003 Menswear
The New York Times cast the man of
this Gucci show as “a vaguely late-70s Dirk Diggler sort” – a way of framing
Ford’s thigh-hugging flares and patently artificial moustaches through the
lexicon of Boogie Nights-era porno flicks. The seventies have been a favoured
stomping ground for Ford, but frequently it’s their fantasy as reflected and
refracted through the glamorous lens of cinema that the designer uses to
inspire, for men as much as for women.
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Gucci Autumn/Winter 2003
Womenswear
When you talk about a fashion show
choking its audience up, few come close to the final flurry of this Gucci
collection – when rose petals tumbled from the ceiling to the tear-jerker tune
of Sinead O’Connor’s Nothing Compares 2 U. They fell over a selection of silver
screen siren satin-bias gowns in scarlet and black straight out of the golden
age of Hollywood – fittingly chimed with the theme of that year’s Metropolitan
Museum of Art Costume Institute Gala, Goddess: The Classical Mode, whose
exhibits included clothes by Ford (obviously) and by Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer’s
costume designer Gilbert Adrian.
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Tom Ford Spring/Summer 2011
Womenswear
Could anything be more Hollywood
than, say, Lauren Hutton walking in your fashion show? How about Lauren Hutton,
and Marisa Berenson, and Julianne Moore, and Beyoncé Knowles? For his first
own-label womenswear presentation, Ford’s cabine was a roll-call of stars from
music, modelling and most of all the screen. Heady and hedonistic, it resembled
nothing if not a 21st-century high-fashion remake of George Cukor’s 1939
classic The Women – which famously contained its very own fashion show by the
aforementioned Adrian.
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Tom Ford Autumn/Winter 2019
And so, Ford’s latest show. Was
there anything cinematic here? How about the slouchy Marlene Dietrich-esque
satin trousers that emerged on almost every female model, alongside men clad in
the dapper, dashing dress of Clark Gable or Gene Kelly? The low-tugged faux-fur
fedoras, casting shadows over the face, were pure film noir (arguably, also a
bit Boogie Nights too), while the finale dresses in fluid jerseys and crystal
mesh could as easily have graced Joan Crawford or Jean Harlow 80 years hence.
How’s that for sustainable fashion?
Tom Ford on His
Cinematic Vision of Fashion. By Alexander Fury. Another Magazine , Februay 7, 2019
As his 'Nocturnal Animals' wins
raves, the dual tastemaker shows at New York Fashion Week, yet says
"Americans have turned off of fashion" and claims "not an hour
goes by that I don't think about death."
Tom Ford sits in his office in the
old Geffen Records building on Sunset Boulevard in West Hollywood, one leg
squeezed firmly over the other, his arms snapped tight across his chest.
He's not so much curled up as he
is coiled in his black-and-steel armchair (everything here is a variation on
black, from the furniture to the walls to Ford's stylish suit — except for a
single bunch of white flowers sitting on his massive desk). He eyes me warily.
We're 30 minutes into a three-hour interview on a quiet Sunday afternoon, and
he clearly feels uneasy.
It has been two decades since the
brilliant and flamboyant designer took over Gucci and rocked the fashion world
with his bold, hedonistic reinvention of the company — which he left under
strained circumstances in 2004, before starting his own hugely successful Tom
Ford fashion line. And it's been seven years since he did the same behind the
cameras, stunning the film world with his sumptuous, Oscar-nominated A Single
Man. But right now, being interviewed, he's not in control. And he hates it.
"I live in constant fear that
something could change or go wrong," admits Ford, 55, twisting himself in
his chair. "And it's exhausting, and it's draining, and it can be
upsetting, and it can lead to unhappiness. I'm always afraid something could
happen."
Over the next several weeks,
plenty will be happening — not all of it certain to lead to unhappiness.
Following the Sept. 2 debut of his new film, Nocturnal Animals, at the Venice
Film Festival in Italy ("A graceful leap forward," opined THR's David
Rooney), Ford will be heading to the Toronto Film Festival, where his picture
screens Sept. 9. In between, on Sept. 7, he'll stop off in New York to launch
his new fall line, one of the first to experiment with a "see now, buy
now" approach to marketing, with the clothes on the runway available at
stores immediately — not five months down the line, as is the case with most
fashion brands.
At some point, he might even find
time to drop by L.A., where he has made a home with his long time partner and
husband of two years, Richard Buckley, 68, and their 4-year-old son, Jack.
"We're looking for a bigger place," notes Ford, adding that their
current house, a Richard Neutra original in Bel Air, is littered with
children's toys. (He denies reports that he's been scoping out Bond producer
Cubby Broccoli's former $50 million estate.)
Even in an age when just about
everyone is a hyphenate, Ford is a rarity — a top fashion designer who has
built a second career as an honoured movie director. Though one or two other
refugees from the fashion world have made fresh starts in Hollywood — Joel
Schumacher began as an artist for Henri Bendel department stores then worked as
a designer for Revlon — never has anyone of Ford's stature crossed over, while
simultaneously running a vast fashion empire, which today earns about $1
billion a year in sales through 122 Tom Ford stores and other outlets.
The move to film was a risky,
perhaps perilous leap, and even some of Ford's friends were sceptical about his
success. But A Single Man, which the designer partly financed, was a critical
darling of 2009. It was nominated for a Golden Lion at the Venice Film
Festival, and its star, Colin Firth, got a best actor Oscar nomination and won
a BAFTA for his role as a gay English college professor in 1962 who is tormented
by the loss of his long time partner.
Ford's latest movie, which Focus
Features picked up for $20 million at the Cannes Film Festival in 2015, has a
somewhat more complex narrative. Amy Adams plays Susan, a successful art dealer
struggling to find enduring values in an increasingly disposable world, who has
a life-altering experience while reading a novel about a family man who gets
brutally attacked while driving through rural Texas.
Those two tales — the art dealer's
and the fictional family man's (played by Jake Gyllenhaal) — intertwine
throughout the film. And just as A Single Man touched on themes close to Ford's
heart, so does Nocturnal Animals, which explores the soul-sucking perils of
materialism and consumerism (the very things that have made Ford — who sells a
$19,400 Natalia alligator skin shoulder bag — a fortune).
"Susan is quite literally
me," he says. "She's someone who has material things but realizes —
maybe this happened to me seven or eight years ago — those aren't the things
that are important. She is struggling with the world that I live in: the world
of absurd rich [people], the hollowness and emptiness I perceive in our
culture.
"[Life] can be an endless,
unfulfilling quest for some sort of happiness that is elusive," he goes
on. "Because the whole concept of happiness as peddled by our culture
doesn't exist. Nobody lives happily ever after. If you buy this and do that and
build this house, you're not going to be happy. Life is happy, sad, tragic,
joyful. But that's not what we're taught, that's not what our culture pounds
into our heads."
As a child, Ford considered
himself an outsider — ironic, considering his life now as the ultimate insider,
whose friends include the likes of Tom Hanks, Julianne Moore and David Geffen.
He grew up in Austin, Texas, with his parents (both realtors) and sister (now a
high school English teacher) until the family moved to Santa Fe, N.M., when he
was 11. Even as a kid, he felt the weight of the world, probably thanks to
overprotective parenting. "I mean," he says, "when you're a
little kid and someone says, 'If you step into the road, you're going to die,'
you know? 'If you fall off that, you could have brain damage.' Not that it was
quite that bad, but that sort of fear is instilled."
Though he did not yet know he was
gay — a label he dislikes: "I think everyone is on some sort of sliding
scale" — he knew he didn't belong. "I was one of the youngest kids in
the class because I jumped ahead [a year], so I was always the smallest,"
he says. "I hated team sports. I was more artistic than [I was] a football
player. I just had terrible experiences as a kid."
Depression struck early and
continued into his adult life, though he says he's in "a very good
place" now. He can't say what triggered it but has accepted it as part of
his nature and an engine behind his drive. "I can remember early thoughts
of suicide at 8 or 9 years old," he says. "Those things are often
hereditary — people in my family have had that — as is alcoholism, and that's
also something I've dealt with."
He has been sober for several
years, which helps keep depression in check. "That's a very big factor of
my life, fighting against that," he says. "It's quite under control
now. I don't drink — that's an enormous factor. And I am fairly grounded. I
have a wonderful family life. I exercise, I play tennis every day, all those
little things." Still, he says, he is constantly pushing against darker
thoughts, especially related to mortality. "Death is all I think about.
There is not a day or really an hour that goes by that I don't think about
death. I think you are born a certain way. I think you just come out that
way."
Things got better when Ford hit
puberty: He shot up in height, and his looks improved markedly. The scrawny kid
turned into an Adonis, and he has retained his striking, dark-eyed
attractiveness (although these days, he admits, not without the help of Botox).
"I started to become what people would call handsome," he says.
"Girls started to love me, and teachers started to have crushes on me, and
that just changed everything."
For a time, he thought he might
want to be an actor. "Not an actor," he says, correcting himself in
mid-sentence. "I wanted to be a movie star." Attracted to the glamour
of New York, he set off to NYU, majoring in art history, before transferring to
the Parsons School of Design, eventually finishing his degree in architecture
at its Paris satellite. Along the way, he found work as an actor in commercials
and was shocked to discover that he hated it. "I was
super-self-conscious," he says, "which hasn't changed. I can't stand
having my picture taken. I'm extremely shy, which isn't something [people would
expect]."
Instead, he turned his attention
to fashion. After landing an internship with Chloe in Paris, he worked for U.S.
designers Cathy Hardwick and Perry Ellis but felt his real future was in
Europe. So, in 1990, he made the bold — and, as it turned out, fateful —
decision to relocate to Milan with Buckley (whom he had met in New York when
Buckley was an editor at Women's Wear Daily) and take a job at Gucci.
Back then, the company was a fusty
leather goods brand that was nearly bankrupt. But it turned out to be a savvy
move. When other members of the design staff left, Ford stayed on, earning more
responsibility as turmoil rocked the company — the 1995 murder of Gucci heir
Maurizio Gucci; the complex machinations to take the company public; a foiled
takeover attempt by LVMH Moet Hennessy Louis Vuitton — until he ultimately
became its creative director.
Throughout the 1990s and early
2000s, he created a rich, hot-blooded lifestyle brand that thrilled fashion
editors and shoppers alike. He rose to stardom by reinventing classic Gucci
design signatures and giving them a modern twist. He put the stodgy Gucci horse
bit on covetable blue patent-leather high-heel loafers, dangled the GG logo
from belts on velvet hip-huggers worn by Madonna and Gwyneth Paltrow, used the
house's trademark bamboo to make mile-high stiletto heels and marketed it all
with ultra- sexualized TV and print ads. He even had the Gucci logo shaved into
a model's pubic hair. His movie star looks and jet-set life excited
fashionistas the way Halston and Calvin Klein once had. He became the very
model of the modern-day designer-as-celebrity.
Then, almost overnight, it was gone.
Following a battle with French tycoon Francois Pinault, who had purchased Gucci
and added it to a stable of other luxury businesses — but who refused to give
Ford the independence he craved — he resigned from the company. In 2004, at age
42, after a swift 14-year rise to the top, Ford was out in the cold — at the
very time his personal issues were coming to a head. "[I was dealing with]
alcoholism, depression," he says, "and all of a sudden, [there I was]
not having the job that I'd had, not knowing what I was going to do, having
worked so hard to achieve something that now I had left."
Fortunately for him, he didn't
leave empty-handed: He retained stock options worth around $100 million,
according to Forbes. He seized the moment to reinvent himself — as a filmmaker.
Movies long had been a source of
inspiration, especially in the early days of his career. "I built
collections around [Rainer Werner Fassbinder's 1972 film] The Bitter Tears of
Petra von Kant," he says. "We [designers] use all those things.
People think we just throw some things on and send the [models] down a runway.
We don't. In the fashion world, we pull images [from movies] like crazy." Fuelled
by that love of cinema, vowing he was done with the fashion business forever,
he set up his own production company, Fade to Black, and started looking around
for film projects and investors. And looking. And looking some more. Raising
money and developing scripts turned out to be harder than he had imagined.
"I panicked," he says,
explaining how eventually, in 2006, he decided to return to the fashion
business with his Tom Ford line. "I thought, 'I'm established and
well-known as a fashion designer.' I'm very practical."
Right from the start, the new line
took off, finding an especially eager clientele in Hollywood. Beyoncé, Jennifer
Lopez, Anne Hathaway, Ryan Gosling, Will Smith, Henry Cavill, Johnny Depp —
they've all worn Ford's label on red carpets at one point or another. Daniel
Craig practically became a spokesmodel, wearing Tom Ford suits in the past
three James Bond films (and not just suits: sales of Tom Ford's Marko
sunglasses jumped 80 percent after the release of Skyfall).
Sure, there have been missteps —
like Ford's Penis Pendant Necklace, which stirred up a controversy with
Christians who mistook it for an obscene crucifix — but nothing that Ford
couldn't handle. Even Michelle Obama became a believer, wearing an ivory,
floor-length evening gown designed by Ford to Buckingham Palace for an audience
with Queen Elizabeth in 2011. "Doing something like that is easy because
you're dictated to," he says. " 'She's going to the palace, the queen
is wearing this colour, she needs to wear that colour, she has to have gloves,
she doesn't like this, she does like that.' It's pretty simple."
Still, as his fashion line
continued to flourish, Ford couldn't shake his desire to direct. His film
company had optioned the rights to a 1964 novel by Christopher Isherwood about
an English professor in Southern California — A Single Man — but he couldn't
find financing. Then his friend Geffen gave Ford a piece of advice that changed
everything: "He said, 'There is no better investment than yourself,'
" recalls Ford. " 'Pay for it yourself.' I thought, 'Yeah, he's
right.' So I did. I lost a little money on it — other people made money — but
it was worth every penny. [Making A Single Man was] the most fun I ever had in
my entire life."
Firth, for one, owes Ford a huge
debt for his 2009 Oscar nomination. "He's one of the best [directors] I've
worked with in 30 years," says the actor. "Tom's elegance and
composure are obvious to everyone. He's immaculate, calm, articulate and
gentle."
Ford says he is "far more
dictatorial" as a fashion designer than as a director. But the success of
A Single Man proved that the gulf between the fashion and film worlds was not
so unbridgeable after all. "People said, 'Wow, you have no idea how
ridiculous we thought you were,' " Ford remembers his friends telling him
after the film's triumph. "Almost everyone said that. 'We thought it was
ridiculous when you said you were going to make a movie.' "
About four and a half years ago,
there were two major developments in Ford's life. The first: He and Buckley
became parents to Jack. "You see yourself as a link in the chain," he
says of the impact of becoming a parent. "And you see a chain that
stretches to infinity in both directions — where you came from and where we're
all evolving into as a culture. You see the world differently."
The other development: Ford
optioned Austin Wright's 1993 novel Tony and Susan, which would become the
basis of his second movie, Nocturnal Animals. Writing the script became a
compulsion, then an obsession, with Ford locking himself in his bedroom and
burying himself under the covers, fully clothed, as he typed away on the Final
Draft program on his laptop. Once he finally finished, his agents (CAA's Bryan
Lourd and Craig Gering) went looking for stars and financing (the film cost
$22.5 million to make). "I cheated when I was sending the screenplay out
and when I was raising money," acknowledges Ford, who made the script seem
more economical than it actually was. "I altered the margins on the page
so it only came to 126 pages. It was really 139 pages."
Gyllenhaal was among the first
castmembers to sign up. "On our very first phone call, Tom went into great
detail about how personal this story was to him, how it was a reflection of
previous loves he had had and lost," recalls the actor in an email. "And
the first day I sat down in person with him was an interesting feeling. I was
worried that he would focus on the aesthetic over the heart of the story —
perhaps this is my own prejudice. (He did notice a detail on the jeans I was
wearing from very far away!) But he was so different than I expected. He had
thousands of research photographs. He had a palette for each character.
Everything was packed with thought and detail."
Adams came aboard around the same
time as Gyllenhaal, followed by a slew of others, including Aaron
Taylor-Johnson, Michael Shannon, Laura Linney, Armie Hammer and Isla Fisher,
and the 34-day shoot began in Los Angeles and the Mojave desert in the fall of
2015.
At one point, George Clooney was
attached — not to star but to produce, along with his partner Grant Heslov —
but he fell off the credits before production started. According to Heslov, it
was simply a matter of not having enough to do. "George and I talked to
Tom about coming on board early on in the project," says Heslov. "We
loved the script and think Tom is an exceptional talent. After talking with Tom
for a couple of weeks, it was clear he had everything he needed already set up.
Financing. Casting. He knew his crew. It seemed silly for George and me to just
put our names on a terrific project that was so far along."
There may be more to the story
than Heslov lets on, but probing Ford on the subject is pointless. "That
[question] feels a little tabloid to me," he says, arms going back up
around his chest. "It's a little tabloid and invasive and not about the
film."
Only as our three-hour interview
comes to a close does Ford begin to seem relaxed. His arms have left his chest,
and he is gesticulating with a passion, particularly when discussing some tiny
detail of his film's preproduction or shooting. But when the conversation turns
back to fashion, he's suddenly considerably less passionate. For a man who may
be one of the biggest fashion influencers of the late 20th century, he seems
much more in love with movies than the garment business. He describes himself
as a "commercial fashion designer," but regards his films as deeply
personal works.
"There are fashion designers
who are true artists," he says. "Alexander McQueen was one. I think
in some ways Riccardo Tisci is one at Givenchy. Miuccia Prada I love, as well.
[But] I think perhaps I'm too cynical to be a true artist." He speaks of
his best work as if it lies in the past. "I had a run of 10 years from
1994 to 2004 where I was one of the driving influences in fashion," he
acknowledges. "But I've moved into a different phase where I have a
different kind of influence. I am very innovative now, I think, in the way I
approach the business. Perhaps that's more innovative than the kinds of clothes
I make."
The fashion world that once so
excited him "[has] become a spectator sport for the most part," he
says. "Fashion is still worn — it is worn in London, it is worn in Italy,
and it is worn in New York and Los Angeles and maybe a few key cities — but
most of the American population is switched off of fashion. They sit there in
their T-shirts and jeans, and they're critiquing who is on the red carpet and
what they're wearing and, 'Oh I hate that and that.' But they are actually not
consuming any longer."
Except for when they are consuming
— and then they're consuming too much.
Like Susan in Nocturnal Animals,
Ford has gone through his own soul searching over the orgy of materialism that
he as much as any other individual has helped perpetuate in American life. And
he's obviously given some thought to that other pillar of modern-day
consumerism — celebrity. "We all sell an image of ourselves, and I trade on
my image," he admits. "It's on ads and billboards, and it's public.
But the more famous you get, I think, the more self-conscious you become.
Because the disparity between who people think you are and who you really are
becomes broader."
So who is the real Tom Ford? He's
a modernist who speaks with nostalgia about the past. A radical who considers
himself old-fashioned ("Loyalty is very important to me"). An
insomniac who drinks multiple cups of coffee a day ("I completely rely on
sleeping pills and tranquilizers to go to sleep"). A recovering alcoholic
who sees a therapist once a week ("It used to be two or three times a
week"). And an A-lister who critiques the very lifestyle that has made him
rich (though never the people who live it, paying $200 for his sunglasses or
$3,000-plus for his suits).
Most of all, he's both a cynic
about the fashion world that made him a star and also a pure romantic when it
comes to the film world he now finds himself a part of.
"You can watch an old 1930s
movie and you're crying with the people," he says, relaxed now, or at
least as relaxed as he'll ever be in front of a journalist. "All the
actors are dead, everyone who worked on it, yet you're feeling the emotion that
that person wanted you to feel. You're right there again. It's alive forever,
sealed in this bubble. Every time you watch it, the same thing happens. And
it's forever, forever, forever."
Tom Ford's Inner Life: A
Director's Turmoil, Depression Battles and Staggering Talent. By Stephen
Galloway. The Hollywood Reporter, September 7, 2016
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