Showing posts with label theater critics. Show all posts
Showing posts with label theater critics. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 11, 2016

*From "The Rag Blog"- On The Paris Commune- "La Commune"-A Guest Film Review

Click on the headline to link to a "The Rag Blog" entry of a film review of "La Commune", another way to look at the events of 1870-71 that are of importance to our communist future.

Markin comment:

I have comment on, and marked the anniversary of, the start of the Paris Commune on March 18th in this space every year since its inception. This is an extremely good review of this film. I have order it and will give my own take on it later. For now read this one. Long Live the Memory Of the Paris Communards!

Wednesday, May 28, 2008

The Real Smell Of Success

DVD REVIEW

The Sweet Smell of Success, Burt Lancaster, Tony Curtis, 1957


Apparently screenwriters when characterizing Broadway theater critics refuse to touch them with anything less than a cattle prod. At least that has been my recent film review experience after watching All About Eve and its totally cynical critic Addison played superbly by George Saunders. Here we are confronted with the weasel Broadway critic and man about town J.J played by Burt Lancaster ably assisted by press flak Sydney Falco played to a grovelling tee by Tony Curtis.

The story line is a little thin, mainly concerning J.J.'s overweening concern that his very much younger sister does not wind up with some ne'er do well. The tricks, manipulations, and down right skulduggery hatched up by this pair seem all too real to a modern audience who know that fame is fleeting and one better grab it by the neck, fast. More than a few bargains with the devil have been made for that elusive commodity. The tricks played in this film set in 1950's Broadway, however, seem almost like kids stuff compared to the vicious action today. That, my friends, was something of a `golden age' of gentile skulduggery by comparison.

A note on Tony Curtis who on the face of it seems to have been billed as something of a `pretty' boy in his early career. But then you think about the excellent performance here and in Spartacus and in Some Like It Hot and one, including this reviewer, is compelled to start changing one's opinion of the depth of Mr. Curtis's talent.