Written by Dan Fogelman. Hum.
Seth Rogan, Barbra Streisand
Yes the (co)writer of Bonnie and Clyde, What's Up Doc?, Bad Company, Kramer vs Kramer and the Paul Newman film Nobody's Fool.
A very successful attempt at a modern film noir, down to the femme fatale, short running time, twisty plot, Piotr Sobocinski's photography and Elmer Bernstein's most appropriate music.
Paul Newman is the ex-detective who works for Gene Hackman, fancies his wife Susan Sarandon; their daughter is Reese Witherspoon. Also involves detectives Stockard Channing and John Spencer (both from The West Wing), private eye James Garner, Giancarlo Esposito, Leiv Schreiber, Margo Martindale and M Emmett Walsh.
Big budget, tough Disney production, written for the screen by Jeanne Rosenberg, an animal lover who 'accidentally' became a screenwriter on The Black Stallion, also wrote White Fang - which also features Jed the Wolf (trainer Clint Rowe).
The wolf is great, but Meredith Salenger is the human who carries the film (she's in pretty much every scene). With John Cusack, Ray Wise, Lainie Kazan, Scatman Crothers.
Beautifully photographed by Dick Bush (Mahler), scored by James Horner, production designer Paul Sylbert. Noticed Steven Rosenblum is an additional editor but unable to establish if he's related to Ralph.
Though credited to Richard Matheson and Carl Gottlieb, I have a sneaking suspicion that the shark wrote this one.
It's awful, and dull. The ADR is particularly bad.
Best moment: Dennis Quaid drives his speedboat up onto the sand and jumps out.
A weekend at Bobby's cabin by the lake turns sour when he betters a drunken Tony in a fight - the boss's revenge is to make him perform his first hit. The location - Lake Oscawana, New York State - shouts Leave Her to Heaven, but isn't.
There's a lot of in-fighting between the other captains too - Christopher goes off the wagon again and ends up dying. And Phil Leotardo still won't give up on his dead brother (in much the same way that Carmela won't stop thinking about Adriana).
Sydney Pollack's in it. And Dan Grimaldi, Carl Capotorto, Tim Daly, Max Casella. John Cooper Clarke's 'Evidently Chickentown' is an unusual play-out track.
In episode 5, a man is thrown out of an apartment window. "Close the blinds!" Q added, helpfully. In 6, Tony takes peyote and ends up in the Nevada desert:
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The last episodes are tremendously exciting - we particularly liked the way Phil's head is run over, and the ending is an audacious move... but we were quite relieved to get to the finish, after so much eruption of rage, out-and-out bastards and innocent people being pulped. Ultimately, though, the show has been multi-faceted, dealing with addiction, analysis, dementia, the film business, the sex business, family, Italy, education... food...
OK, last one... What's a guguch?
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Compassion trickles out of tough characters in the untamed west. Lawyer James Stewart is almost killed by the toughest bandit in the state, Lee Marvin, is aided by tough good guy John Wayne, tough talking diner owner, Vera Miles, and immigrant couple Jeanette Nolan and John Qualen. He repays them by teaching them to read and write.
We meet cowardly marshal Andy Devine (who looks like he's sired half of the Spanish-American population of the town), drunk newspaper man Edmond O'Brien, drunken doctor Ken Murray and Duke's useful associate Woody Strode. Strother Martin and Lee Van Cleef are the other bad guys.
This is all framed by Stewart and Miles revisiting the town on the event of Wayne's death, recounting the story to the new newspapermen, who aren't interested - 'When the legend becomes fact, print the legend'.
In the mad voting scene, with its performing horse, John Carradine is the orator who throws away his speech (a blank piece of paper).
Really great performances all round. Written by James Warner Bellah and Willis Goldbeck, from Dorothy Johnson's story. Photographed by William Clothier, music by Cyril Mockridge, for Paramount. Classic Ford simplicity.
To Peter Bogdanovich, it's not only about the end of the Wild West, but of the Hollywood studio system as well.
P.S. Afterthought 8/12/21. Loved that Wayne's number two is a black man, the cafe owners are Scandinavian immigrants - no mention made of either - but entirely authentic.
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In memory of Olivia de Havilland, who died recently aged 104. This is a splendidly chosen tribute as it shows off her skill playing identical twin sisters, one of whom is insane. In fact she plays them so well there's absolutely no need for the identity jewellery they wear. Thomas Mitchell and Lew Ayres play the nice detective and psychoanalyst.
It's written and produced by Nunnally Johnson, music by Dimitri Tiomkin, photographed by Milton Krasner. An independent International Pictures production. Oddly has a 'dialogue director' (Phyllis Loughton).
Another collaboration with Burt Kennedy, another revenge story. Randolph Scott is after the seven men who robbed a Wells Fargo stage and caused the death of his wife. Encounters Gail Russell and Walter Reed en route, along with criminal Lee Marvin.
From the moment the husband decides not to do what's been suggested, and goes back into town without the gold, you know his days are numbered. It's his own fault. The fact that he's been carrying the gold all along is a nice twist. And the bad guys going to pick up the gold - it's so obviously a trap. It has its absurdist moments, in other words, like the old guy who's got his mule inside with him. And the moment Russell goes to kiss Scott and he evades her and just gets on his horse is cool.
Bazin loved it, the simplicity of the story and of the approach, the stillness of Scott, the use of horses and the landscape - those interesting rock formations are in Alabama Hills, Lone Pine and other locales in California are shot by William Clothier, in WarnerColor.
Written by Curt Siodmak and Ardel Wray, from Inez Wallace story.
Frances Dee, Tom Conway, James Ellison, Edith Barrett, James Bell, Christine Gordon, Sir Lancelot and Darby Jones. Theresa Harris is the maid, as she was usually, though not in the big mama way of Hattie and Louise Beavers - in fact in the pre-code Baby Face, she shares equal screen time and status as Barbara Stanwyck.
Apart from that, not a lot to add to this classic of mood, all the more impressive for being created in the studio at RKO.
Karen Croner adapted Anna Quindlen's semi-autobiographical novel, about a woman who has to leave her job to come home and take care of her mother - who isn't into the idea - because the father is a useless shit and a philandering college professor. Not much is made of all this really, over two hours - it's like shaking a champagne bottle but then leaving the cork in (not that I would do that - it's a waste of champagne).
The acting's decent, though, by Meryl Streep, Renée Zellweger and William Hurt.
Photographed by Declan Quinn.