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Robert Barrat

Robert Barrat

actor

Birth name:
Robert Harriot Barrat
Born:
1889-07-10, New York City, New York, USA
Died:
1970-01-07, Hollywood, California, USA
Professions:
actor

Biography

Robert Barrat’s first love was the boards: from 1918 to 1932 he stalked Broadway stages like they belonged to him, learning how to make a whisper carry to the balcony. A flirtation with flickers—three silents begun in 1915—fizzled, so he sprinted back to live lights until Hollywood finally lured him west for good in 1932. The camera liked what it met: a craggy cliff of a face bolted to a boxer's shoulders, and a voice that sounded as though it had been aged in oak and gravel. Once the gates opened, Barrat charged through. In a single year he might turn up as a silk-stocking attorney, a dockside brawler, a whisky-cured sea captain, or a back-room fixer with a cigar clamped between wolfish teeth. Errol Flynn's mutinous mate Wolverstone in *Captain Blood* (1935), RKO's swaggering Lord Morton broguing through *Mary of Scotland* (1936), and a still-lithe Chingachgook leaping rivers in *The Last of the Mohicans* (1936) proved how nimbly he could swap silhouette for soul. Between 1932 and 1936 he averaged twenty pictures a year—an assembly-line pace that would flatten most mortals. James Cagney, who shared six of those sets and a lifelong friendship, swore Barrat's forearm "looked like a normal man's thigh, only harder." After 1936 the calendar mercifully dropped to a mere ten films annually, but the roles kept rolling: generals whose salutes could freeze a room, silver-haired fathers whose eyes betrayed every heartbreak they wouldn't speak, and—in John Ford's *They Were Expendable* (1945)—a wordless, profile-only cameo as General MacArthur, the famous beak needing no prosthetic help. Television beckoned in 1954; for the next decade he popped up in studio anthologies, polishing accents the way other men polish cars—Cockney one week, Dakota Sioux the next. By the time he eased into retirement in 1964, he had stacked more than 150 film performances, every one of them proof that a supporting player, given steel in the spine and thunder in the throat, can steal a scene without reaching for the spotlight.

Filmography

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