by Alexandra Stevenson
In
an earlier, more innocent era, generations of skating lovers looked forward to
the annual visit of Ice Follies.
The family audiences did not buy tickets hoping to see triple Axels – there
were none. They expected and got wondrous costumes; colorful, flashy lighting;
glamorous, graceful women who held amazing positions while spinning into a
blur; and sophisticated, debonair men who soared into spectacular half turn
Russian splits.
For
many the highlights of the show were the comic antics of Werner Groebli, known
as Mr. Frick, who died earlier this month just a week short of his 93rd
birthday. The New
York Times once gushed in describing Groebli as “a master skater whose knack
for comedy and instinct for effect make the technical know-how of brilliant
skating a tool for greater artistry.”
One
impressed spectator was a young Debi Thomas, who became twice US champion,
1986 world title holder and 1988 Olympic bronze medalist. Asked how she began
skating, Thomas would relate the following story: “I begged my mom to take
me to the ice show and Mr. Frick became my idol. When I started to skate I
would charge around the rink shouting, ‘Look mom, I’m Mr. Frick.’”
Thomas
said, “He heard about that and when I won the world championship in Geneva, he contacted me, and we finally met. We joked about him showing me how to do
the cantilever, which was his signature.”
It
is not an easy move. With his feet pointing in opposite directions, his body
would bend backward from the knees until it was parallel to the ice with his
head so far down, the jaunty feather on his alpine hat, sometimes touched the
ice. Groebli would go into this seemingly impossibly contorted position
with great speed, sometimes traveling under an obstacle and often managing
“accidentally” to knock water out of a bucket, sometimes just inches from
a startled spectator in the front row. He was also known for his robotic, toy
soldier moves.
Groebli
began skating every winter on natural ice in his birthplace and hometown of
Sonja
Henie’s first movie was released at the end of 1936 and it spurred a
mushrooming interest in the entertainment value of skating. A British producer
saw Frick and Frack performing their act in
“We
performed there till it melted,” said Groebli. Was that a joke? “You
decide,” was the answer. The show then went on the road,
playing several engagements
up the US West Coast. (The Tropical Ice Gardens was torn down in
1949 to accommodate UCLA expansion.)
In
1939 Frick and Frack were engaged as headliners with Ice Follies. Their
annual tours all over
In
1943, they appeared in a movie, Silver
Skates and the following year in another, Lady,
Let’s Dance which gained two 1945 Oscar Nominations for composer Lew
Pollack in the musical song category. One of the songs was called Silver
Skates and Golden Dreams. Frick called them, “B-movies, but they played
the whole world.”
The
duo often wore Alpine garb and assumed roles of country bumpkins. The routines
did not vary greatly from year to year but audiences appeared to enjoy that
familiarity. Mauch, who died in 1979, left the act in 1954 because of a
debilitating bone condition. But Groebli continued with other partners. He
appeared in many television programs including The
Ed Sullivan Show.
It
was David Thomas, Groebli's skating partner 1973-78, who announced the death.
He said Groebli was a master of spontaneity. "If the spotlight
was off the mark, he would do a silly little dance to find it. If he fell, he
would jump up and look around to see who tripped him."
Groebli
retired in 1980 after an accident when he was 65. He had given an estimated
12,000 performances for Ice Follies all over
Off
ice, he was always making jokes. Frick declared that he got his strength
from the grapefruit he ate every morning. After a brief pause, he would
add that the grapefruit was always sprinkled liberally with Bourbon. At
any publicity gathering, he would pretend to be a cheapskate, making
outrageous statements like claiming he always wore his skates when he flew so
he would not have to pay excess baggage.
He
even told jokes about his wife, Yvonne Baumgartner, saying their
courtship began in earnest only after he noticed she ordered a sandwich and
not a steak when he took her out. In fact, he was an astute real estate dealer
who had homes in both
After his wife died in 2002, he gave away all his skating memorabilia, much to the U.S. Figure Skating Museum in Colorado Springs. Ironically, for a man who made his living from carefully engineered and skillfully executed fake falls, it was a misstep resulting in a broken leg in the garden of the nursing home where he spent his final days which led to complications and his death in a hospital just outside of Zurich
, Switzerland. He is survived by his sister, Gertrud Zuberbuhler.