Early on in “Toots," the new documentary about legendary New York saloon keeper Toots Shor, we get to see Frank Sinatra recalling the night Toots asked him to come to dinner at his joint with some of Toots' pals. The other pals? Bing Crosby, Jack Dempsey and Babe Ruth. As the four sultans of mid-century America made their way through the restaurant to a private table, the whole saloon spontaneously erupted with applause.
If you were a celebrity in New York from 1940 through the early 1960s, the place to be was Toots Shor's, where you'd find sports icons, journalists, actors, mobsters or politicians lifting glasses in the same smoke-filled room.
Today's celebrity clubs and eateries are niche joints -- the film crowd inhabits one spot, the musicians go somewhere else, the journalists (the ones who still have a job) have a different hangout. But Toots Shor's was a watering hole where everyone rubbed elbows. You'd see Joe DiMaggio at one table, Jackie Gleason at another, the likes of Frank Gifford or Mickey Mantle or Walter Cronkite across the room. On one night, Toots could be seen having a drink with U.S. Chief Justice Earl Warren, then heading across the room to hang out with mob boss Frank Costello. As writer Pete Hamill says in the film, which opened Friday: “Toots' was a part of the imagination of people who had never even walked in there. They knew it existed the way they knew the Statue of Liberty existed."
Made by Kristi Jacobson, Toots' granddaughter, the documentary nicely captures a colorful period in American culture, a booze-fueled age when men cheerfully insulted each other, bet on the ponies and started drinking at lunch and often didn't stop till the sun came up. Toots kept everyone's glass filled to the brim. A giant of a man, he was famously gruff; he used to boast of receiving a letter from an out-of-towner who'd enjoyed the food, but advised that if he wanted to be successful “you'd better get rid of that fat slob of a headwaiter who spent most of his time insulting patrons."
Toots led by example. In the film, Jacobson's mother tells the story of when Toots breezed into church one morning, determined to be there for her confirmation (Toots was Jewish but his wife, a former showgirl affectionately known as Baby, raised the children Catholic). Toots had been out on the town all night, so he brought along his drinking buddy -- John Wayne. Toots wasn't much of a businessman, blowing most of the dough he ever made, but if he ever had problems with creditors, he'd turn to his mob pal Costello, who'd manage to set things right. One of the more interesting revelations in the movie is that when Toots needed ready cash to open a second restaurant in 1960, he went to Jimmy Hoffa, who loaned him $7 million from the Teamsters union's pension fund.
The best part of the movie is the great gallery of characters Jacobson assembled to tell the Toots anecdotes. The Teamsters tale comes courtesy of Gianni Russo. He looks so familiar, I said to Jacobson. Where have I seen him before? She laughed. “He played Carlo Rizzi in 'The Godfather.' “ It made me wonder -- how mobbed up was Toots?
