Photographer George Hurrell shot for Vanity Fair during the 1930s, infusing his Hollywood portraits with rich shadow, seductive light, and gobbets of sex appeal. A survey of his work, “Star Power,” organized by senior curator Ann Shumard at the National Portrait Gallery in Washington, DC, evokes a lost era of peak glamour. Hurrell’s images summon a time, deep in the throes of the Depression, when moviegoers were pining for icons whose onscreen lives might take them out of their own, if only for an afternoon.

Hurrell gave these stars outsize scale and otherworldly shimmer. And on occasion, as evidenced here, some of his subjects could convey such sultry incandescence that certain museumgoers with more frail constitutions may want to bring along a vial of smelling salts.

Between the wars, many of his photographic peers preferred to render cinema’s giants in a sort of gauzy dreamland, but Hurrell (1904–1992) was known for his facility with a new invention—the boom light—that gave his pictures a peculiar clarity and coolness, as if illuminated by moonbeams. That nocturnal cast and pinpoint sharpness transformed Hurrell from a mere creator of studio publicity stills into a master of glam.

Before Vanity Fair suspended publication in 1936 (its current incarnation was launched in 1983), Hurrell, George Hoyningen-Huene, and Horst P. Horst were the three H-men of Hollywood, covering celebrities—as well as fashion—for VF, Vogue, and other outlets through their bold, modernist images. (Hurrell, in fact, enjoyed such longevity that he was among a handful of portraitists commissioned by both the Jazz Age Vanity Fair and the contemporary version. He was fortunate enough to photograph, for instance, John Barrymore in 1933, as well as the actor’s then nine-year-old granddaughter, Drew Barrymore, in 1984, two years after her appearance as Gertie in Steven Spielberg’s E.T. the Extra-Terrestrial.)

Hurrell enthusiasts—or truly long-term VF subscribers, who might have flipped through the magazine in the 1930s as toddlers and would now be in their 90s or 100s—will recognize two of the magazine’s most memorable shoots in the exhibition. Bill “Bojangles” Robinson, the tap dancer, vocalist, and actor, is caught mid-tap as he executes his famous “stair dance.” And actor-comedian Jean Harlow (whom the magazine, at the time, characterized as a “platinum blonde siren”) is shown as if lounging around her living room, perhaps in front of a roaring fire. Harlow, always in on the joke, is accompanied—wink-wink—by a horizontal companion. Rrrroar.

The show is on view through January 5, 2025.