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Post by Fading Fast on Oct 23, 2022 17:11:41 GMT
More than with most actors, I always feel that a lot of the real-life von Stroheim makes it into his roles, but it somehow works. While smallish, his contribution to SB is incredibly valuable to the movie.
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Post by Fading Fast on Oct 23, 2022 18:39:39 GMT
Laura from 1944 with Dana Andrews, Gene Tierney, Clifton Webb and Vincent Price
More murder mystery and crime drama than film noir, for some reason, Laura is often referred to as one of the best noir movies ever. Putting that debate aside, it's still an outstanding picture with a good story, complex characters and slam-bam dialogue pinging all over the place.
A beautiful and successful Manhattan business woman and socialite, played by Gene Tierney, in the titular role of Laura, is murdered in her Upper East Side apartment. This brings a hard-boiled detective played by Dana Andrews into the insular and snooty world of upper-class Manhattan.
Andrews has several suspects: one, Tierney's social mentor, suitor and a fictionalized version of nationally syndicated columnist Walter Winchell, played with condescension for everyone by Clifton Webb, two, a penniless upper-crust playboy played by Vincent Price, three, a few of Tierney's girlfriends and, four, even Tierney's maid - but no clear motive for the gruesome shotgun murder.
With Webb staying close to him - and trying to steer the investigation - and Price alternating between being a cooperative witness and an adversarial one, Andrews looks into Tierney's past, which we see through flashbacks, for clues.
Here's where Gene Tierney's beauty, first seen only in an elaborate portrait she has of herself over the fireplace mantle in her apartment (do people really do that?) drives the story. With a romanticly haunting leitmotif, Tierney takes on an etherealness that has Andrews falling for his dead victim.
(Spoiler alert, but it happens about half way through). With his investigation hitting one dead end after another, Tierney appears in flesh and blood; she was away for the weekend. The dead woman everybody mistook for Tierney was a friend Tierney was letting use her apartment.
It's a neat twist that, thankfully, allows the female lead to appear in the present and not just flashbacks. From here, it's more investigation as sparks develop between Tierney and Andrews, which drives Webb insane with jealousy.
The victim coming back to life is a wow moment, but what really powers Laura is its clash of worlds and men where it is intellectual, articulate and sarcastic, but physically weak Webb matching wits with street smart, tough, square-jawed but unrefined Andrews, while Price, with effete handsomeness and mannered blandness, acts as a catalyst.
All three attempt to manipulate the investigation as they jockey for Tierney's effections. The clues are a bit heavy handed, but the "who done it" aspect is just there as a reason for several men to fight for low-energy Tierney.
While the movie climaxes (no spoilers coming) with an attempted on Tierney's life, a reveal of the murderer and Tierney embracing the suitors she wants, the movie really peaked a bit earlier when it became clear who won and who lost Tierney's heart. The final action scene was only there to tie up the loose ends.
In Laura, director Otto Preminger delivers a gem of a movie that might or might not be noir, but is a heck of a stylish murder mystery that uses Dana Andrews as a tough Manhattan detective to shine an unflattering light on Manhattan society, while telling a pretty good love story.
[Comments on the book Laura by Vera Caspary, which the movie is based on, are here: classicfilmtvradio.freeforums.net/post/126/thread]
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Post by Andrea Doria on Oct 23, 2022 21:23:17 GMT
Thank you for the review, Fading Fast. I watch Laura and Leave Her to Heaven every time they're on because I'm as mesmerized by Gene Tierney's beauty as Dana Andrews is. "Low energy" is a good way to describe her and part of her compelling presence. She knows she doesn't have to bounce and bubble to get attention, she only has to come into view.
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Post by Janet on Oct 25, 2022 11:48:38 GMT
Devil’s Partner 1960
Ed Nelson Edgar Buchanan Jean Allison Richard Crane
An old man sells his soul to the devil and uses witchcraft to gain a woman’s love. Introducing Ed Nelson as Nick Richards and Pete Jenson Introducing Ed Nelson??? This wasn’t his first film. He already had a number of film and television credits under his belt. Nick is new in town. He meets a girl. Her sweetie is mysteriously mauled by his dog and while recuperating, Nick offers to help run the wounded man’s gas station and asks for the keys to the cash box. Nick causes much mayhem and terror and uses animals to do his evil bidding. I’m in Halloween mode right now. This is the time of year that I love to watch horror films and enjoy finding new discoveries from the 50s and 60s. Believe it or not, I came across this while searching for something to watch on Amazon Prime. This film is decidedly creepy, especially when viewed at night. Alone. With the lights out. It’s not the best print, for sure, but that may contribute to the overall spooky atmosphere.
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Post by Fading Fast on Oct 25, 2022 12:05:02 GMT
Mad About Music from 1938 with Deanna Durbin, Herbert Marshall and William Frawley
Mad About Music is a silly Deanna Durbin movie with so much charm and geniality that it can't help being harmlessly enjoyable.
Durbin movies, much like Elvis movies two decades later, were vehicles for their singing star. You don't believe the plots or even most of the characters, but you like everyone so much and its settings are so pretty that you ignore your grumpier instincts and just escape to Durbin's world.
In this one, sixteen-year-old girl-next-door-cute Durbin plays a kid tucked away at a nice and exclusive Swiss boarding school because her father passed away years ago and her movie-star mother can't let her public know she has a teenage daughter.
Up in the beautiful Swiss Alps, as imagined on a Universal Studio sound stage in Hollywood, Durbin "invents" a father who is a big game hunter to impress the other girls who have real fathers.
Through a series of "only in Hollywood" events, a tourist, played by Herbert Marshall, visiting the school's nearby Swiss town, is innocently cajoled by Durbin into playing her Dad in front of the other school kids.
The rest of the plot is Durbin convincing Marshall to keep up the charade, a few close calls where the scheme is almost discovered and, then, Marshall trying to help Durbin reunite with her mother. It's an Elvis or Hallmark movie 1930s style.
The plot, however, doesn't matter as you watch a Deana Durbin movie to see a cute teenage girl with an impressive singing voice (teenage Durbin was offered an audition with New York City's Metropolitan Opera House) get into and, then, out of harmless scrapes all helped along by nice people.
Several singing numbers are sprinkled throughout with one notable one being performed by the schoolgirls while they are riding bicycles. It's a neat foreshadowing of a similar number in 1965's The Sound of Music.
The surprise performance in Mad About Music is Herbert Marshall matching Durbin's charm as the kind middle-aged man who wants to help out a sweet, but slightly sad kid.
Other than noting William Frawley's fun contribution as Durbin's mother's agent who also can't resist helping the kid after a few harmless attempts at keeping her away from her Mom, that's all there is to the movie - and it works.
Mad About Music is charm over substance powered by Durbin's singing, Durbin’s smile, pretty sets, nice characters, talented actors and a feel-good story. It's a formula that Hollywood would use many more times with Durbin and other singing stars who were just so darn appealing and talented that Tinseltown could successfully reverse engineer movies around them.
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Post by Janet on Oct 25, 2022 14:26:15 GMT
I watched Mad About Music the last time it was on TCM and though it's pretty silly stuff, I found it enjoyable. I love Deanna's singing and wanted to be like her when I was 16. Didn't happen. But this time around, I really paid attention to the other actors. Herbert Marshall is really good in this. It may have been a goofy role, but he makes the most of it and is very convincing as the make believe papa. I love the flourishing romance between Durbin's character and the boy from the military school. I love the scenery, particularly when they're riding their bikes and singing. This is probably my favorite Durbin picture.
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Post by cineclassics on Oct 26, 2022 0:28:25 GMT
Heaven Can Wait (1943) “Oh, if we were lucky, we sometimes managed a few feet of film here and there in our work that momentarily sparkled like Lubitsch. Like Lubitsch, not real Lubitsch. His art is lost. That most elegant of screen magicians took his secret with him.” -Billy Wilder Many of Lubitsch’s pictures are sophisticated sexual comedies, with the German emigrate’s unique flair of simultaneously mocking and celebrating a subject to such perfection that you can never quite tell where the satorizing begins and the glorification ends. This is often referred to fondly as “The Lubitsch Touch,” the masterful quality that is exceedingly difficult to describe yet unmistakable while watching his films. Heaven Can Wait may be director Ernst Lubitsch’s most thematically ambitious picture in his storied career. A period piece that examines the human condition through the confessions of a serial philanderer told to Satan himself (Laird Cregar in undoubtedly the most sophisticated and refined Lucifer ever presented to celluloid). Henry Van Cleve has arrived in purgatory to convince His Excellency that he belongs in Hell after a lifetime of misdeeds. But His Excellency isn’t convinced of Henry’s unworthiness. Thus Henry recounts the story of his life through his relationships with the women in his life, traversing decades through the changing societal norms during the turn of nineteenth century America. Heaven Can Wait’s themes and plot are understated, yet its subtle and nuanced observations on life, relationships, aging, self-reflection, love, marriage and mortality, are readily laid bare for willing viewers. A film with a profound statement on humanity as timeless as the themes it explores with such delicacy. Lubitsch employs a very unconventional perspective on the capacity to preserve and maintain a happy marriage. Based on the Hungarian play Birthday by Laszlo Bus-Feketé, Heaven Can Wait’s Don Ameche gives not just one of the great performances of his career as Henry Van Cleve, the spoiled child of a wealthy Manhattan family, but in my estimation, one of the unsung leading performances of the 1940s. Henry’s aimless and philandering pursuits seem to subside when he meets Martha, played in an expertly tender and exquisite performance by Gene Tierney, one year before her starring turn in the acclaimed film noir, Laura. Heaven Can Wait is ambitious in the scope of its narrative, covering decades as the timeline shifts and we experience life’s blessings, amusements, and somberness alongside the amusingly quirky Van Cleve family. Charles Coburn’s empathetic turn as Grandpa Van Cleve is cinematic perfection, as Grandpa lives vicariously experiencing the joys of youth through his grandson Henry as well as presiding as his most loyal supporter and confidant. Coburn’s turn is one of the most memorable supporting roles of Classic Hollywood. The entire supporting cast is memorable, particularly the quarreling Strable family. A particular scene of comedic brilliance occurs at the Strable home at the dinner table, highlighting the dissolution of a marriage yet deftly handled in a comedic manner that only Ernst Lubitsch could conceive. And similarly to Ninotchka before it, Lubitsch deploys symbolism adroitly, introducing objects and altering their significance to demonstrate a character’s development. It was the hat in Ninotchka and a book in Heaven Can Wait. And there is a particularly poignant death scene (no spoiler, as the film opens with Ameche in purgatory), that film historian Joseph McBride writes, “Ameche’s death scene is one of the greatest death scenes in the history of movies. That lovely scene is both a nostalgic tour of Lubitsch’s life and work and perhaps his supreme example of expressive ellipsis.” Alfred Newman’s score is a perfect accompaniment to the film’s delicate balance of comedy and drama. The mise-en-scene is enhanced by the period setting and gorgeous three strip Technicolor by cinematographer Edward Cronjager. Andrew Sarris wrote in his landmark history The American Cinema (1968), “A poignant sadness infiltrates Lubitsch's gayest moments, and it is this counterpoint between sadness and gaiety that represents Lubitsch touch, and not the leering humor of closed doors”. Film historian and Lubitsch biographer Joseph McBride once stated that “Ernst Lubitsch’s films are about much more than sophisticated sexual comedies, which is the superficial view of his work, although one of the great pleasures they offer. I came to understand how Lubitsch’s films on a deeper level are about how men and women should treat each other.” And so it is with Heaven Can Wait. A film that rightfully deserves to stand alongside Lubitsch’s other masterworks. The film’s pleasures are ripe for rediscovery for generations anew.
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Post by hoganman1 on Oct 26, 2022 22:19:40 GMT
Hey, maybe this site is going to be "kinder and gentler". No one has beat me up overwatching ATTACK OF THE 50 FOOT WOMAN as yet.
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Post by umopapisdn on Oct 28, 2022 1:57:45 GMT
Hey, maybe this site is going to be "kinder and gentler". No one has beat me up overwatching ATTACK OF THE 50 FOOT WOMAN as yet. You're in luck! Warner Archive just announced they are releasing a Blu-ray of Attack of the 50 Foot Woman on December 6th. You can't wear out a Blu-ray.
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Post by topbilled on Oct 28, 2022 3:07:22 GMT
Mad About Music from 1938 with Deanna Durbin, Herbert Marshall and William Frawley
Mad About Music is a silly Deanna Durbin movie with so much charm and geniality that it can't help being harmlessly enjoyable.
Durbin movies, much like Elvis movies two decades later, were vehicles for their singing star. You don't believe the plots or even most of the characters, but you like everyone so much and its settings are so pretty that you ignore your grumpier instincts and just escape to Durbin's world.
In this one, sixteen-year-old girl-next-door-cute Durbin plays a kid tucked away at a nice and exclusive Swiss boarding school because her father passed away years ago and her movie-star mother can't let her public know she has a teenage daughter.
Up in the beautiful Swiss Alps, as imagined on a Universal Studio sound stage in Hollywood, Durbin "invents" a father who is a big game hunter to impress the other girls who have real fathers.
Through a series of "only in Hollywood" events, a tourist, played by Herbert Marshall, visiting the school's nearby Swiss town, is innocently cajoled by Durbin into playing her Dad in front of the other school kids.
The rest of the plot is Durbin convincing Marshall to keep up the charade, a few close calls where the scheme is almost discovered and, then, Marshall trying to help Durbin reunite with her mother. It's an Elvis or Hallmark movie 1930s style.
The plot, however, doesn't matter as you watch a Deana Durbin movie to see a cute teenage girl with an impressive singing voice (teenage Durbin was offered an audition with New York City's Metropolitan Opera House) get into and, then, out of harmless scrapes all helped along by nice people.
Several singing numbers are sprinkled throughout with one notable one being performed by the schoolgirls while they are riding bicycles. It's a neat foreshadowing of a similar number in 1965's The Sound of Music.
The surprise performance in Mad About Music is Herbert Marshall matching Durbin's charm as the kind middle-aged man who wants to help out a sweet, but slightly sad kid.
Other than noting William Frawley's fun contribution as Durbin's mother's agent who also can't resist helping the kid after a few harmless attempts at keeping her away from her Mom, that's all there is to the movie - and it works.
Mad About Music is charm over substance powered by Durbin's singing, Durbin’s smile, pretty sets, nice characters, talented actors and a feel-good story. It's a formula that Hollywood would use many more times with Durbin and other singing stars who were just so darn appealing and talented that Tinseltown could successfully reverse engineer movies around them.
This is such a great review...I have never seen this movie before...it feels like I have been missing out!
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Post by hoganman1 on Oct 28, 2022 22:41:06 GMT
I just watched THE MUMMY from Hammer Studios. Obviously, it's a B movie, but I really like it. Peter Cushing and Christopher Lee were at their best. This duo were the "bell cows" for Hammer's horror films and were great together. I've been a big fan of classic horror movies since my youth. Frankenstein's monster, Dracula, The Wolfman and The Mummy were my favorites. While my friends were building model airplanes, I had those four models from Aurora decorating my room. I think it's great TCM and MOVIES shows these films and others as a build up to Halloween. While the original films from Universal are great, I think I like the Hammer versions better.
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Post by cmovieviewer on Oct 29, 2022 7:04:00 GMT
I just watched THE MUMMY from Hammer Studios. Obviously, it's a B movie, but I really like it. Peter Cushing and Christopher Lee were at their best. This duo were the "bell cows" for Hammer's horror films and were great together. I've been a big fan of classic horror movies since my youth. Frankenstein's monster, Dracula, The Wolfman and The Mummy were my favorites. While my friends were building model airplanes, I had those four models from Aurora decorating my room. I think it's great TCM and MOVIES shows these films and others as a build up to Halloween. While the original films from Universal are great, I think I like the Hammer versions better. The Mummy (1959) version from Hammer is coming up on TCM this Monday (Halloween) at 1:30 PM ET for those that would like to check it out. The Mummy (1932) from Universal is also scheduled on TCM next Friday Nov. 4 at 10:00 PM ET for comparison. You're certainly not alone in enjoying the Hammer films!
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Post by Moe Howard on Oct 29, 2022 21:02:10 GMT
Dracula Has Risen From the Grave This has been a long time favorite of mine because Veronica Carlson. I saw it during its first release and it made quite an impression on an 11 year old boy. I really like the over the top way the Count is sent off to his eternal (for now) reward. The TinglerHaven't seen this little gem since I was a kid as part of a Vincent Price double feature. How could I have forgotten the blood red scenes. Love this movie. It's black and white gorgeousness, the glamor-puss women and that completely cheesy "monster".
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Post by dianedebuda on Oct 30, 2022 14:48:55 GMT
Another off my backlog of recorded movies. Synopsis is from cable listing.
Michael Clayton (2007) A "fixer" (George Clooney) at a corporate law firm faces the biggest challenge of his career when a guilt-ridden attorney (Tom Wilkinson) has a breaddown during a class-action lawsuit.
New to me. I found it to be a decent flick but slow moving and every plot turn predictble. Several side stories, like his relationship with his son, were added I suppose to add character dimension, but I didn't find them worthwhile. Be a long time before I'd watch this again.
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Post by cineclassics on Nov 1, 2022 13:39:20 GMT
Stage Door (1937) is one of the finest motion pictures from Hollywood’s Golden Era. Alongside All About Eve, Gregory La Cava’s magnum opus (yes, better they My Man Godfrey), is the apogee of the Golden Era’s reflection on the film industry itself; a salient examination of show business and the innocent victims that lie in its wake. The unforgettable story of penniless girls who exist on dreams and live on hopes and maybes. Perhaps the most readily identifiable aspect that sets Stage Door apart from today’s productions is the sharp, intelligent screenplay. The dialogue in Classical Hollywood motion pictures is razor-sharp compared to the limp, tedious, uninspired droll produced in today’s films. Why? Oddly enough, I contend that the Production Code, which censored explicitly visualizing or describing provocative themes in Hollywood pictures, actually had the opposite intended effect. As a result of the strict censorship requirements, screenwriters had to get clever to avoid the ire of Joseph Breen and Company. What emerged were sharper, more shrewd scripts, oftentimes resulting in mile-a-minute battle of wits that have yet to be emulated since in Tinsletown. Classics such as Howard Hawks’ His Girl Friday, Billy Wilder’s One, Two, Three, and preceding both, Gregory La Cava’s Stage Door, a delightfully witty behind-the-scenes comedy-drama about the struggle to succeed in the entertainment industry. It will most certainly take any normal human-being multiple viewings to appreciate the brilliantly precocious dialogue that awaits. Stage Door’s excellence however, doesn’t reside simply in its brilliant wordplay. The film also boasts arguably the greatest female ensemble of any film from the Classical Era. Headlined by the two “Queens of RKO," Katherine Hepburn and Ginger Rogers, the film also stars Lucille Ball, Eve Arden, Andrea Leeds, Gail Patrick, and Constance Collier. On the technical side, as with many films from the Golden Era, medium shots are used in abundance, which allows the viewer to do their own cutting between subjects on the screen. Longer takes are also prevalent, and while most of the film is confined to interior spaces, particularly in the Footlights Club, there are impressive dolly shots and crane shots peppered occasionally throughout. Stage Door is a film that deserves greater recognition in the film community and among the casual viewer. And while you’re assured to be taken by the camaraderie of these lively women and their silver-tongued wisecracks, you may be surprised to find yourself overcome with emotion in the film’s final act. The calla lilies are in bloom again…
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