As before, movies seen for the first time are in green.
- Morocco (1930), Josef von Sternberg. See post March 4, 2007.
- The Queen (2006), Stephen Frears. Surprisingly not blown away by either the film or Helen Mirren's performance. Michael Sheen makes a very weedy and unauthoritative Tony Blair. Always love seeing James Cromwell, even when he isn't doing very much. Don't understand the small subplot with the stag.
- The Bourne Supremacy (2004), Paul Greengrass.
- The Bourne Identity (2002), Doug Liman. Watched these out of order over a weekend. First one definitely more fun. High point of second one was just seeing Chris Cooper's picture. High point of first one? Matt Damon in a wife-beater washing Franke Potente's hair. Yes, please.
- Harold and Kumar Go to White Castle (2004), Danny Leiner. Saw the last half or so. Surprisingly funny, with some well-done fantasy sequences. I'm taking it as a shoutout to me, since I grew up in Cherry Hill. However, there's no White Castle there.
- A Face in the Crowd (1957), Elia Kazan. Chilling, prescient look at the confluence of TV, money, celebrity, and politics. Heart-wrenching performance from Patricia Neal, quietly powerful one from Walter Matthau. Revelatory if you only know Andy Griffith as Sheriff Andy Taylor or Matlock.
- The Pirate (1948), Vincente Minnelli. Wow, I'd forgotten how atrocious this was. Takes the prize for hideous costumes too. But Gene Kelly's legs -- mmmm.
- An American in Paris (1951), Vincente Minnelli. Basically a boring movie with some good music and Oscar Levant. Kelly picks Leslie Caron over Nina Foch, seriously? But the Toulouse-Lautrec sequence of the ballet where Kelly bends himself into the impossible shape Lautrec gave the dancer Chocolat is still amazing.
- Look Back in Anger (1958), Tony Richardson. I know it's prestigious, controversial, and stuffed with famous actors. Sorry; just not feeling it.
- The Kennel Murder Case (1933), Michael Curtiz. Couldn't make heads or tails of it and didn't care. Reminded me of Ogden Nash's pithy assessment: "Philo Vance/Needs a kick in the pance."
- The Thin Man (1934), W. S. Van Dyke. As delightful as they come.
- To Catch a Thief (1955), Alfred Hitchcock. Post to come.
- Shamus (1973), Buzz Kulik. Low expectations sometimes pay off -- pretty good hard-boiled detective flick. Liked the final scene with Dyan Cannon.
- The Three Musketeers (1948), George Sidney. Fun version of the classic Dumas tale. Gene Kelly fences instead of dances. Nice contribution from Van Heflin as the tragic Athos.
- Cheers for Miss Bishop (1941), Tay Garnett. Lovely sentimental tale of the trials and triumphs of a college professor. Odd mix of feminist messages: noone questions that the college offers coed education or that it hires female faculty in the 1870s; the question of divorce is raised without moral qualms; but the heroine stops her grandniece from going off with a married man by saying she could never become a mother, "which is the aim of every good woman."
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