Showing posts with label William Holden. Show all posts
Showing posts with label William Holden. Show all posts

Saturday, 12 July 2025

Movie Review: The Horse Soldiers (1959)


Genre: Western  
Director: John Ford  
Starring: John Wayne, William Holden, Constance Towers  
Running Time: 120 minutes  

Synopsis: During the Civil War, Union Colonel John Marlowe (John Wayne) is tasked with leading a brigade deep into Confederate enemy territory to destroy a key rail supply hub. Regimental surgeon Major Henry Kendall (William Holden) is attached to Marlowe's unit, and the two men immediately clash. Once in Confederate territory, Marlowe tangles with plantation owner Miss Hannah Hunter (Constance Towers), who exaggerates her hospitality in order to aid the enemy. She becomes Marlowe's prisoner, further complicating the mission.

What Works Well: This expansive western tackles multiple thorny wartime themes, often with unexpected sensitivity. The conflict between hurting and healing is exemplified by Wayne's gruff soldier and Holden's dedicated medicine man, but Wayne also gets to reveal plenty of pain when his troops are excelling at mayhem. Constance Towers matches the two men in a complex role transitioning from overbearing hostess to spy and then love interest. Elsewhere examples of heart, chivalry, and in-the-moment decision-making animate the accommodating plot (based on real events) of a dangerous mission deep in enemy territory.

What Does Not Work As Well: The narrative suffers from episodic choppiness, exposing the lack of a unifying theme beyond the obvious chaotic brutality of war. The conflict between Marlowe and Kendall is too obvious, and the soldiers' collective inability to control Hannah at critical moments is just a tired plot device.

Key Quote:
Hannah (offering a plate of chicken while revealing ample cleavage): Do you prefer the leg... or the breast?
Marlowe: I've had quite enough of both, thank you.



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Monday, 2 October 2023

Movie Review: Stalag 17 (1953)


Genre: World War Two Prison Comedy Drama
Director: Billy Wilder
Starring: William Holden, Peter Graves 
Running Time: 120 minutes

Synopsis: At the Stalag 17 German camp for captured Americans, two prisoners from Barracks 4 attempt an escape but are summarily gunned down. Barracks chief "Hoffy" (Richard Erdman) and his security chief Price (Peter Graves) are convinced one of the prisoners is an informer. Suspicions rest on the enterprising J.J. Sefton (William Holden), who openly trades with the German guards and just wants to quietly sit out the war. When newly captured high-value prisoner Lieutenant Dunbar (Don Taylor) joins Barracks 4, confirming the informer's identity becomes critical.

What Works Well: The adaptation of the Broadway play by Donald Bevan and Edmund Trzcinski, based on their actual experiences, captures life in a muddy war-time prison as a humour-enabled mixture of frustration, resistance, and resignation. Emotion and pain seep through tough exteriors, and director and co-writer Billy Wilder is unafraid to contrast broad laughs with matters of life and death. Details of prison life, including improvised mice races, listening to war news on a smuggled radio, and lusting after Russian women prisoners in the camp next door, highlight the battle against boredom. In a strong final act, William Holden's sardonic performance emerges from the background to sharpen focus on the more serious storylines.

What Does Not Work As Well: The non-dramatic portions are dominated by slapstick-level attempts at humour courtesy of prisoners Shapiro (Harvey Lembeck) and "Animal" (Robert Strauss), and their antics are more cringeworthy than funny. Overseen by jovial guards, the well-fed and well-combed prisoners rarely appear to be suffering from any hardships beyond cramped quarters.

Conclusion: Behind the fence, different and quieter conflicts still rage.



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Saturday, 13 May 2023

Movie Review: The Bridges At Toko-Ri (1954)


Genre: War Drama
Director: Mark Robson
Starring: William Holden, Grace Kelly, Fredric March, Mickey Rooney
Running Time: 102 minutes

Synopsis: During the Korean War, Lieutenant Harry Brubaker (William Holden) is a Navy pilot serving on the USS Savo Island aircraft carrier. Returning from a mission, Brubaker has to ditch in the ocean and is rescued by helicopter pilot Mike Forney (Mickey Rooney). While on leave in Tokyo, Brubaker enjoys a reunion with his wife Nancy (Grace Kelly), but his commander Admiral Tarrant (Fredric March) then selects him for a dangerous mission to bomb the strategically important but well-defended Toko-Ri bridges.

What Works Well: James Michener's story is loosely inspired by actual events, and director Mark Robson seeks balance between the mechanics of aircraft carrier operations and fatigue with a far-away war failing to captivate the home front. The military hardware glistens in the sun and the engines roar with satisfying thrust, but the toll on the human psyche and the anti-war message also surface with blunt eloquence. The tone builds on elements of Thirty Seconds Over Tokyo and Twelve O'Clock High before delivering a wallop-packing final chapter.

What Does Not Work As Well: The first two thirds are patchy and meander in search of a direction, too many shots invested in aircrafts maneuvering on, off, and around the carrier deck. The performances are perfunctory at best, the humans taking a back seat to the equipment. The mission planning details are hard-boiled and delivered with notable disinterest.

Conclusion: Just as men can plot to damage bridges, war can damage men.



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Saturday, 16 March 2019

Movie Review: Invisible Stripes (1939)


A gangster drama, Invisible Stripes examines the lingering stigma of prison and the ever attractive shortcuts to riches offered by crime.

Cliff Taylor (George Raft) and Charles Martin (Humphrey Bogart) are released from New York's Sing Sing prison on the same day. Cliff still has a year on parole, but regrets his criminal past and is intent on living a straight life. Charles has a more jaundiced view of society and quickly seeks out his old mobster buddies and reenters the crime world.

Cliff reconnects with his mother (Flora Robson) and younger brother Tim (William Holden), a car mechanic who is engaged to Peggy (Jane Bryan). Tim is financially struggling, hot headed and eager to live the good life. Cliff has to talk him down from thinking about crime as a quick pathway to riches, but Cliff himself finds life as a parolee difficult, as employers are unwilling to trust him. The option of joining Charles' criminal exploits becomes more difficult to dismiss.

The title refers to the stench of prison garb enduring upon release, and what Invisible Stripes lacks in originality it more than makes up for in polish. This is Warner Bros. studio at their absolute sweet spot, director Lloyd Bacon delivering a straightforward and compact crime drama with a mix of established and future stars. Morality, repentance, family, social barriers, bank hold-ups, shootouts and the eternal dilemma of choosing between good and evil are wrapped into a tidy 80 minute package.

The film is based on a novel by real-life warden Lewis E. Lawes, a proponent of prison reform, and Invisible Stripes invests well-meaning effort in exploring the tricky seam between good intentions and societal barriers. Both the warden and Cliff's parole officer are on his side and want him to succeed, but trust for an ex-con is in short supply among business owners, factory workers and yard bosses. Despite Cliff's best intentions and notwithstanding the Taylor brothers' short tempers, he is more pushed back rather than pulled into the orbit of crime in order to survive.

The cast members easily fit into the material. George Raft is in his element and immediately convincing, while Humphrey Bogart generates his own electricity fuelled by abrasive resentment. In his second major role, William Holden is relatively bland and superficial compared to his more weathered co-stars. Jane Bryan as his generic girl gets one scene to shine, bumping up against the dreams and reality of rich society.

On a sour casting note, Flora Robson is asked to play Raft's mother despite being six months younger, and there is an ickiness to the excessive nuzzling between mother and son.

The stripes are invisible, but the film's overall slick proficiency is on clear display.






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Saturday, 1 October 2016

Movie Review: Damien: Omen II (1978)


The first sequel in the devil-as-a-child franchise is better than it needed to be. Although Damien: Omen II does descend into a long series of gory deaths, there is enough acting talent and story progression to retain series momentum.

One week after the events of The Omen, the old man Carl Bugenhagen (an uncredited Leo McKern) is killed in Israel, buried in an archaeological dig collapse before he can warn others that the image of the devil's son has been uncovered on an ancient wall. Seven years later, Damien (Jonathan Scott-Taylor) is about to turn 13 years old and living with his adopted parents, rich industrialist Richard Thorn (William Holden) and his second wife Ann (Lee Grant), along with their son Mark (Lucas Donat). Richard is the brother of diplomat Robert Thorn from the original story.

With Damien and Mark about to go to cadet school, the elderly aunt Marion (Sylvia Sidney) tries to warn Richard and Ann that Damien is evil; they dismiss her ramblings. The next morning the sudden appearance of a raven at the base of Marion's bed triggers a fatal heart attack. At the military school, Damien is protected by drill Sergeant Daniel Neff (Lance Henriksen) who encourages Damien to read the Bible's Book of Revelations. At Thorn Industries Damien also has an ally in high ranking executive Paul Buher (Robert Foxworth), who has a plan to control vast amounts of the world's food supply. The young boy starts to understand who he is, while gruesome death awaits anyone who tries to stand in his way.

Mechanically directed by Don Taylor, Damien: Omen II is a middling horror film. Without coming close to capturing the Gothic intensity of the original, the sequel finds enough of a plot to move Damien's story along despite an out-of-control death count. Taylor does not demonstrate much patience for establishing mood or creating build-up, so he compensates with some effective short sharp shocks and an increasing volume of gore.

The early deaths carry the bigger impact, as heralded by a spooky raven, and reach an early climax with a reporter meeting a quite messy end on a desolate rural road. Later there is a nightmare-inducing and well-executed trapped-under-ice death, only compromised because it is somewhat unnecessary. As the film progresses the untimely demises multiply, the film unfortunately defaulting to the low road where a kill-everyone mentality prevails. The gore quotient hits the redline with an elevator mishap that befalls a doctor misguidedly trying to understand Damien's strange blood cellular structure.

In amongst the horror, young actor Jonathan Scott-Taylor does a fine job guiding Damien on a journey of discovery. The film is an inflection from abstract horror to Damien understanding and accepting his destiny, and Scott-Taylor masters the cold stare of evil while also exposing the angst of a young man discovering the enormity of his fate. A befuddled William Holden, three years before his death, generally goes through the motions, while Lee Grant is more engaged and enjoys one late scene filled with steely determination.

With another Jerry Goldsmith score dripping with faux satanic chants, Damien: Omen II registers effective moments amidst the mayhem, a cheesy coming of age tale soaked in grisly malevolence.






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Tuesday, 21 June 2016

Movie Review: Executive Suite (1954)


A drama about a duel for dominance in the corporate boardroom, Executive Suite takes an admirably direct route towards its objectives, but in the process sacrifices character depth and elaboration on plot subtext.

In New York City, Avery Bullard, the President of large Pennsylvania-based furniture manufacturing firm Tredway Corporation, drops dead on the sidewalk. Avery never appointed a successor, and at the company headquarters office building a power struggle erupts as the Vice Presidents immediately start to manoeuvre themselves to succeed him.

The men in contention are the ambitious Finance chief Loren Shaw (Fredric March); the womanizing Sales VP Walter Dudley (Paul Douglas); the elderly Treasurer Frederick Alderson (Walter Pidgeon) who was closest to Bullard; the young and idealistic VP for Design and Development Don Walling (William Holden); and Jesse Grimm (Dean Jagger), VP for Manufacturing. Matters are complicated by majority shareholder Julia Tredway (Barbara Stanwyck), the daughter of the company's founder, and Board of Directors member George Caswell (Louis Calhern), who is looking to financially profit from Avery's unexpected death.

The women in the lives of the men are Don's wife Mary (June Allyson), who is urging her husband to quit Tredway and pursue his dreams away from corporate politics; Eva Bardeman (Shelley Winters), both secretary and mistress to Walter Dudley; and Erica Martin (Nina Foch), Avery's loyal secretary. As the Board of Directors gets ready to meet and appoint a new President, Shaw pulls all the strings to try and control the outcome in his favour. But his uncompromising bottom-line focus does not sit well with Alderson and Walling, who start looking for an alternative with unexpected results.

Directed by Robert Wise, Executive Suite is an almost mechanically-tuned examination of boardroom politics. The film is brisk and pointed, with the all-star cast in fine form. But the Ernest Lehman script is a bit too crowded with many similar middle-aged men, and a bare minimum of texture is offered to differentiate them. Tredway is plunged into a crisis, the power plays kick-off, and not enough breathing room is afforded for the men to establish who they are and why they may or may not deserve a promotion to the top chair.

Eventually Shaw emerges as the beady-eyed schemer and Don as the optimistic designer harbouring dreams of technical breakthroughs. Don gets the luxury of a family background to juggle with the unfolding workplace crisis, but the other men remain mostly office-dwelling creatures. The power struggle and tension builds to a nice sizzle, but the sub-plot involving Julia Tedway and her strained relationship with the deceased Avery never quite gains traction.

Executive Suite frequently circles the theme of driven men sacrificing everything, and mostly their families, for the sake of corporate ladder-climbing. The women are victims of neglect, pining either secretly or openly for attention they will not receive. Later the film explores the still relevant conflict at the heart of company priorities in the age of shareholders demanding instant gratification. Short-termism competes with loftier ideals of longevity and quality that demand investment in research and development.

The stellar cast members share the screen time, with Fredric March leaving the biggest mark as Shaw schools his competitors in the art of backroom company politics. William Holden is less convincing as the waffling Walling, while the other actors are somewhat trapped in straightforward characters. Barbara Stanwyck adds some drama as the economically powerful but emotionally weak link to the company's past, but her character is susceptible to slipping into melodramatics all too quickly.

Dispassionate and cold, Executive Suite is as ruthlessly efficient as the business world it represents.






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Friday, 27 May 2016

Movie Review: Born Yesterday (1950)


A romantic comedy bundled into an anti-corruption civics lesson, Born Yesterday boasts a stellar Judy Holliday performance but is otherwise loud, stage-bound and simplistically trite.

Harry Brock (Broderick Crawford) is an unsophisticated and loudmouthed New Jersey-based scrap metal tycoon. He arrives in Washington DC with his lawyer Jim Devery (Howard St. John) to arm-twist corruptible congressmen into bending upcoming legislation in his favour. Accompanying Harry is his long-time girlfriend Billie (Holliday), who is attractive but uneducated enough to allow herself to be used by Harry and Jim to hide questionable business transactions under her name.

Journalist Paul Verrall (William Holden) interviews Harry, and then at Jim's suggestion Paul is hired to improve Billie's level of sophistication and her conversational skills to help her better integrate into higher social circles. Billie starts to read the newspaper and absorb all that Washington DC has to offer, while getting crash lessons from Paul on democracy, the law and the ethics of the founding fathers. With her awakening she begins to dislike her role in Harry's questionable deals, and at the same time an attraction evolves between her and Paul, threatening Harry's entire business empire.

Broderick Crawford barks his lines with the uncouth manner of a junkyard dog, Judy Holliday deploys the high-pitched, heavily accented tone of designated trashy airheads, and William Holden sleepwalks through the film with the air of straight arrow righteousness. As directed by George Cukor, this play adaptation is loud, shouty and stage-bound, with a few good chuckles that hit the mark. Billie's education and growth holds some interest, but once it starts her transformation is a singularly linear and predictable journey.

Recreating her on-stage success, Holliday's performance saves the film. She demonstrates a deft comedic touch and impeccable timing, with tiny gestures and pauses to convey Billie's limited brain whirring away at maximum speed to catch up with her surroundings. She nabbed the Best Actress Academy Award ahead of Bette Davis and Anne Baxter (both for All About Eve) and Gloria Swanson (for Sunset Boulevard). Her costars suffer in comparison. Crawford's schtick gets tiresome quickly and Holden almost disappears into the wallpaper.

Stylistically Born Yesterday generally settles for being a well-filmed play. Most of the events take place in the spacious multi-suite hotel wing occupied by Harry Brock. Cukor attempts to break the monotony by inserting some outdoor scenes of Billie exploring the capital, but these never rise beyond the perfunctory and come across as a tourism campaign.

Eleven years after Mr. Smith Goes To Washington exposed movie audiences to what the world of politics is really like, Born Yesterday somehow tries to hang on to a quaint idealism. The film's key message is that government is mostly good, and while there may be a few loose elected officials who can be corrupted, the real problem lies with scoundrels like Harry Brock. It's a fanciful stance that both hampers the film and dates it into a bygone era.

Born Yesterday offers decent enjoyment thanks to a terrific central performance, but it is also shallow in content and confined in location.






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Wednesday, 14 October 2015

Movie Review: The Bridge On The River Kwai (1957)


An epic war film directed by David Lean, The Bridge On The River Kwai brings the folly of global conflict down to individuals navigating matters of principle, discipline, courage and honour. The film is a grand exposition on men under duress, grappling with military doctrine, bound by their own understanding of the rules, and influencing events in all the wrong directions.

During World War Two, captured British soldiers under the command of Lieutenant Colonel Nicholson (Alec Guinness) arrive at a Japanese prison camp deep in the jungle of Burma. The camp commander Colonel Saito (Sessue Hayakawa) is under pressure to build a rail bridge over the river Kwai as a critical piece of a new Japanese supply line. Saito wants to put all the prisoners to work on the bridge immediately. Citing the Geneva Convention and standing firmly on principle, Nicholson insists that British officers cannot be forced into manual labour. A long standoff between the two men ensues, with Nicholson held in a cramped cell but refusing to yield. His men, meanwhile, do their best to disrupt the bridge construction.

Also at the camp is American prisoner Commander Shears (William Holden). He spends his time feigning sickness and whiling away the hours in preparation for a daring escape attempt. Once Nicholson resolves his dispute with Saito, he commands the British soldiers to demonstrate their superiority and skill by building the best possible bridge and meeting Saito's schedule. Despite deep misgivings from some of his own officers including the unit's doctor Major Clipton (James Donald), Nicholson becomes obsessed with the bridge project, seemingly oblivious that he is aiding the enemy. Meanwhile, Shears' escape is successful and he lands at a military hospital in Ceylon. Major Warden (Jack Hawkins) approaches Shears to join a commando unit planning to go back into the Burma jungle to blow up the bridge.

An adaptation of the book by Pierre Boulle (only loosely based on real events) and produced by Sam Spiegel, The Bridge On The River Kwai is a cinematic masterpiece. Both in visual splendour and a keen focus on the motivations of a few men, the film establishes a firm grip and never lets go. Lean effortlessly combines the massive scope of a conflict that has infiltrated the deepest jungles of Burma, but that will still be decided by the actions of a few determined men according to their own deeply ingrained codes of conduct.

This is a long war film with surprisingly little combat action. Battles of will, rather than battlefield action, dominate. Most of the running time is occupied with creating a fascinating jungle prison environment and exploring the tension between Nicholson and Saito, two opponents equally entrenched and both unable and unwilling to find the middle ground. Nicholson stands on principle and sacrifices his health and the health of his officers, all of whom are held in a cramped prison box. Saito tries to save his honour and prove his stature, but at the expense of progress on the bridge project that will determine his future.

Emboldened by winning the first battle of wills, Nicholson loses all perspective. Now determined to push his advantage as the smarter, better man, Nicholson quickly veers into hubris, places all his ego in the bridge project, and he starts delivering on Saito's agenda better that Saito ever could. In Nicholson's eyes striving for excellence is an essential goal to raise troop morale, retain discipline and build a long-term legacy project that demonstrates British superiority. For most everyone else, he is aiding and abetting the enemy. Nicholson is a fascinating study of unchecked arrogance masquerading as leadership, a small man who allows the sparkle of short term tactical gains to obliterate his judgement of longer term goals.

Commander Shears offers an altogether different perspective. Fed up with war, hiding his own secrets, and not quite caring what happens and why, he risks everything on a low probability escape attempt. When he remarkably does make it out of the jungle alive the last thing he cares to do is seek help for his former fellow inmates. Instead he spends his time romping with attractive women. All but forced to join the under-equipped commando team, Shears will have to overcome his own lack of conviction and find motivation in the specifics of the mission.

The film does offer up interesting but questionable cultural references. Nicholson is able to humiliate Saito, and the movie sides with the simplistic sentiment that the British are better at building a bridge than the Japanese. Meanwhile, Shears represents the Americans, initially not interested in the war effort and letting the British fend for themselves, but eventually riding into battle to dramatically affect the outcome.

Alec Guinness delivers one of his career defining performances as Nicholson, the seemingly ideal servant of the British Empire. Guinness creates a character that is unflappable, fearless and able to eventually turn any situation to his advantage, but just lacking that essential ability to think beyond the medium term.

The Bridge On The River Kwai stands as a monumental metaphor for war: built by soldiers to conquer territory in the middle of nowhere, costing the lives of many and a prime example of perfectly executing the wrong strategy.






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Wednesday, 27 May 2015

Movie Review: Love Is A Many-Splendored Thing (1955)


A Hong Kong-set post-war romantic drama, Love Is A Many-Splendored Thing has a few good ideas about multi-racial relationships, but also gets bogged down in a generally unimaginative script.

In Hong Kong of 1949, Dr. Han Suyin (Jennifer Jones) is a prominent Eurasian doctor working at a busy hospital. A widow, Suyin has decided not to get involved in any further romantic relationships. But then she meets American foreign correspondent Mark Elliott (William Holden), who openly admits to being married but estranged from his Singapore-based wife. Mark is persistent in his pursuit of Suyin, and gradually she grows attached to him.

After several dates they become a couple, despite the wagging tongues of Hong Kong's social elites. Suyin questions whether a Eurasian woman can ever be accepted as the partner of an American man, and after an argument abruptly travels to China to reconnect with her family elders. Mark does not give up and proposes marriage, but complications await in the form of securing a divorce from his wife, while the eruption of the Korean War adds another obstacle to happiness.

Directed by Henry King as an adaptation of the autobiographical novel by Han Suyin, Love Is A Many-Splendored Thing is traditional romance with all the expected impediments. Suyin and Mark have different ethnicities and backgrounds, he is married, she is widowed and happy to remain unattached, and her traditional family is uncomfortable with a modern, cosmopolitan union.

The more original aspects of the film revolve around Suyin forging ahead with establishing a strong identity unencumbered by her mixed heritage, and resolutely ignoring those who wish to believe that a Eurasian woman cannot be a respected doctor or the lover of an American man. The Hong Kong backdrop, with many scenes filmed on location, and the rumblings of the communist revolution in nearby China, also add some interest.

But otherwise, the film trundles along fairly slowly, the romance taking its time to ignite and then simmering quietly. The script singularly focuses on Suyin and Mark, and they are front and centre and almost alone in every scene, creating a rather claustrophobic environment with no relief from the travails of two people. There are very few supporting characters, with Isobel Elsom as the insufferable local society gossip Adeline Palmer-Jones the most prominent.

William Holden and Jennifer Jones apparently could not stand each other while filming, but on the screen they generate sufficient chemistry to make for believable lovers. With so little else going on the two stars had to be good to make the movie tolerable, and they do make the best of their characters.

Less helpful is a suffocatingly overcooked music score that explodes into unnecessary flourishes at every opportunity, and deploys the strings of the title song seemingly every 90 seconds. Love Is A Many-Splendored Thing is passionate enough but also suffers from the creative clumsiness evident in its title.






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Saturday, 14 February 2015

Movie Review: Sabrina (1954)


A sophisticated romantic comedy with a bright cast and an enjoyable love triangle, Sabrina sparkles with wit and talent.

The Larrabee family are rich industrialists who control multiple companies and throw lavish parties at their grand mansion. Linus Larrabee (Humphrey Bogart) runs the business empire with cold efficiency, while his younger brother David (William Holden) is the careless playboy, already married and divorced several times. Thomas Fairchild (John Williams) is the loyal family chauffeur, and he lives above the garage with his impressionable daughter Sabrina (Audrey Hepburn).

Sabrina harbours a long-term crush on David, and when she is finally convinced that he does not even know that she exists, she tries to kill herself but is saved by Linus. Thomas packs off his daughter to Paris, where she enrolls in cooking school. Two years later, she returns as a much more sophisticated woman, with a stylish look and a new confidence to get what she wants. David is immediately smitten, but Linus has arranged for his younger brother to marry Elizabeth Tyson (Martha Hyer) in the interest of furthering a major business deal. Linus starts to spend time with Sabrina to distract her from David, and an unexpected love triangle develops.

Fresh from her break-out performance in Roman Holiday, Audrey Hepburn was quickly paired with more top Hollywood talent in the form of Humphrey Bogart, William Holden and director Billy Wilder. With a screenplay by  Wilder and Ernest Lehman, Sabrina is a lighthearted delight, making best use of Hepburn's charms and cajoling a uniquely engaging performance out of Bogart.

In many ways turning the premise of Roman Holiday on its head, in Sabrina Hepburn plays the commoner mingling with the upper classes, and she proves her range with an equally convincing turn. Whether barefoot and star-struck standing on a tree early in the film or at the height of sophistication and stealing all hearts in her post-Paris transformation, Hepburn oozes understated star power, effortlessly commanding the screen with her searching eyes and undeniable presence.

Hepburn provides an injection of life into Bogart's screen persona. Linus Larrabee has all the decisive attributes of a typical Bogart character, but despite the age difference his romance with Sabrina rings true. Both Linus and Sabrina have their hearts clearly set on other targets (David in her case, new business opportunities in his case), so when their relationship starts to warm up it crackles with the familiar current of unintended attraction.

Despite venturing into territory as dark as attempted suicide and the thorny issues of classism, Wilder manages to keep the mood jovial with exquisite pacing. The film bounces along at an energetic clip, and allows all three of the lead characters plenty of opportunities to develop along individual arcs. Sabrina uses Paris to mature from girl to woman, David finally sets his eyes on a woman that he might settle down with, and Linus awakens to the opportunities offered by a world outside the corporate boardroom.

And it's all delivered with touches of refreshing humour, including David dealing with the consequences of sitting on wine glasses, Linus wholeheartedly embracing the technology of plastics, and the patriarch Oliver Larrabee (William Hampden) slipping into the dottiness of old age.

She may be only the chauffeur's daughter, but Sabrina is the one who takes the Larrabee family on a wild ride.






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Thursday, 29 August 2013

Movie Review: Sunset Boulevard (1950)


Sunset Boulevard explores the human wreckage of the Hollywood dream, and uncovers grand tragedy where yesterday's fantasies crumble into today's harsh reality.

Struggling B-movie script writer Joe Gillis (William Holden) is up to his eyeballs in debt, still hoping for a big break in Hollywood but reduced to fending off repossession agents after his car. On the run, he ducks into the mansion of Norma Desmond (Gloria Swanson), a faded star of the silent screen, living on past glory with her butler Max (Erich von Stroheim).

Joe: You're Norma Desmond. You used to be in silent pictures. You used to be big.
Norma: I am big. It's the pictures that got small.

Norma still dreams of a big comeback, and commissions Joe to create a script that will turn her into a star once again. She also moves his life into her mansion, showering him with expensive gifts and suffocating him with her growing infatuation. Meanwhile, studio script girl Betty Schaefer (Nancy Olson) finds a sparkle of a good idea in one of Joe's discarded scripts, and encourages him to develop it. As Joe starts to sneak out on Norma and spend more time with Betty, Norma's delusions boil over.

Norma: There once was a time in this business when I had the eyes of the whole world! But that wasn't good enough for them, oh no! They had to have the ears of the whole world too. So they opened their big mouths and out came talk. Talk! TALK!

A sordid tale of lost souls seeking elusive greatness, Sunset Boulevard shines in its bleakness. At Norma Desmond's dark mansion, success lives in the past, in her warped mind, and in the greedy eyes of a desperate Joe Gillis, eager to grasp any opportunity to finally make money in Hollywood. Fuelled by non-existent fan adoration fanned by Max's conniving, Norma lives in her own mirage of a world, where glory still awaits, great directors want to work with her, and her star will shine again. And as long as the money is good and the wardrobe is snazzy, Joe could care less. Norma's dream world is his real ticket into the Hollywood bright lights.

Director Billy Wilder, who also co-wrote the script, creates an intriguing alternate reality in Norma's cluttered mansion, the house as much a star of the film as Holden and Swanson.  The mansion surrounds Norma with hundreds of pictures of herself; the living room screen projects Norma's own movies from the silent era; and Norma puts on private acting shows to entertain Joe and prove her enduring talent. In Norma's mansion, Norma still dominates the movie world, and under the watchful eyes of the ever-loyal Max, nothing in her reality suggests that she has long since been left on the scrap heap of silent movie history.

The wholesome, optimistic Betty represents the functioning, contemporary Hollywood, and she tugs at Joe to come back to the real world. He tries to have it both ways, benefiting from Norma's largesse while working on an actual script and starting a relationship with Betty. But Norma exists in Norma's world only and therefore so must Joe. His duplicity cannot last, nor can it go unpunished.

Gloria Swanson, a real star of the silent era, delivers a perfectly larger than life performance full of wide eyes, theatrical delivery and exaggerated gestures, filling the screen with the extravagant presence that dominates Norma's mind. Swanson's exceptionally domineering performance makes it possible to understand Norma's striking self-obsession. William Holden brings a dose of scrappy down-to-earthiness, Joe Gillis representing the Hollywood never-will-be opposite Norma's has-been.

Wilder peppers the movie with other insiders. Silent era actor and director von Stroheim earned an academy award nomination as he provides Max with an authoritative aura as the butler who is so much more. Cecil B. DeMille appears as himself, the coveted director Norma wants to work with again.

Sunset Boulevard is where dreams go to die. Joe Gillis arrived there almost sure that his dream was already dead. Norma Desmond's dreams are also over, but she will never know it. No matter. Before the end of her dream, she will demand, and get, one final starring role.

Norma: You see, this is my life! It always will be! Nothing else! Just us, the cameras, and those wonderful people out there in the dark!... All right, Mr. DeMille, I'm ready for my close-up.






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Sunday, 11 August 2013

Movie Review: The Towering Inferno (1974)


An epic disaster movie, The Towering Inferno is a spectacular, all-star cook-out. With magnificent special effects and a never-ending number of fiery death traps, the film cranks up the temperature and keeps it at a fever pitch.

In San Francisco, a gala event is being prepared to open the newest, tallest tower in the world, a building with 138 floors of office and residential space. The building's architect Doug Roberts (Paul Newman) and his fiancée Susan Franklin (Faye Dunaway) attend at the request of the owner, development tycoon James Duncan (William Holden). The dignitaries gathering for the party at the top floor include Senator Gary Parker (Robert Vaughn) and Mayor Robert Ramsay (Jack Collins). The chief electrical contractor Roger Simmons (Richard Chamberlain) is also attending, and he is married to Duncan's daughter Patty (Susan Blakely).

Also in the building on opening night are Duncan's public relations chief Dan Bigelow (Robert Wagner), and his lover and secretary Lorrie (Susan Flannery); security chief Harry Jernigan (O. J. Simpson); aging scam artist Harlee Claiborne (Fred Astaire) and his latest mark Lisolette Mueller (Jennifer Jones).

Thanks to Simmons' cost-cutting, low quality electrical wiring was installed throughout the building. With all the lights turned on to celebrate opening night, a fire starts on the 81st floor. The fire department responds in full force, under the direction of Chief Michael O’Hallorhan (Steve McQueen). But despite hundreds of firefighters deployed to battle the blaze, the fire spreads quickly through the walls and ceilings, destroying escape routes and trapping Duncan and his guests on the top floor. O'Hallorhan and Roberts have to find ways to battle the inferno and rescue as many people as possible.

One of producer Irwin Allen's best disaster extravaganzas, The Towering Inferno is 165 minutes of top quality mindless entertainment. Cramming a dizzying number of movie stars into a building and setting it ablaze is a sure-fire (sorry) way to draw a crowd. And thanks to an endless array of special effects, explosions and stunts, the film delivers. The fire starts early and spreads quickly, there is not much time wasted in talk or prolonged drama. The characters are introduced briskly and in broad strokes, and then left to either burn to a crisp, struggle heroically, or survive.

In a rare example of cooperation, 20th Century Fox and Warner Bros. decided to collaborate rather than compete on what had been two separate building-on-fire movies. The result is a script that combined elements from two books, The Tower and The Glass Inferno. Director John Guillermin keeps the focus on the out-of-control fire, then goes looking  for cliff-hangers where characters are trapped by the lapping flames. Bigelow and Lorrie are surrounded by the fire in the executive floor after a love-making session; Roberts, Lisolette and a couple of kids are stuck in a collapsed emergency exit staircase; and a whole bunch of folks are trapped in an outside elevator, suspended by a sole cable.

And when it's time to thin out the cast and have some characters perish, Guillermin does not blink. The stuntmen do an excellent job as some characters turn into flaming marshmallows, while quite a few fall spectacularly to their death, either spit out of the building by fiery explosions or victims of malfunctioning rescue pulleys and wobbly external elevators.

The talent in front of the camera represented some of the biggest stars of the era. The first and only teaming between McQueen and Newman included the former insisting on the same salary and the same number of lines for the two of them. With McQueen only entering the movie about 45 minutes in, and never being an actor who enjoyed delivering plenty of lines to begin with, this awkward arrangement resulted in more lines than needed for McQueen's O'Hallorhan and some stiff stretches when Newman's Roberts seems strangely untalkative. Although both get to be heroic in the old-fashioned risk-everything-to-save-a-life way, neither seem ever fully comfortable in a movie where acting takes a distant back seat behind the pyrotechnics, with nothing resembling rapport ever developing between them.

Meanwhile, in the crowded party room at the top of the tower where the dignitaries are dressed to the nines, tempers start to rise and panic sets in as the seriousness of the situation starts to become apparent and one evacuation route after another is cut off by the fire. William Holden as the host James Duncan tries to maintain a stoic and calm presence as his dream project goes up in smoke. Roger Simmons, the villain of the piece played with perfect I'm A Slimy But Rich Contractor smarm by Richard Chamberlain, eventually reveals his true colours. But apart from Jennifer Jones as Lisolette, the ladies are given not much to do, with Faye Dunaway sleep-walking through the film in a trance despite a fetching dress, while fashion model Susan Blakely as Patty fixes her husband Simmons with the occasional glare, then wonders where her career will go from here (the answer: television!).

But ultimately, The Towering Inferno has one objective only, and that is to create an overwhelmingly hot and gripping adventure in a tall burning building. And in that, it is a smoking success.






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