There have been many versions of Victor Hugo’s classic melodrama The Hunchback of Notre Dame, several of them captured on film. Most memorable is the 1923 silent film starring “the man of a thousand faces,” the legendary Lon Chaney as Quasimodo. The hunchback received a voice in the brilliant 1939…
The Postman, a film by a Brit director, based on a Chilean novel and starring an Italian, is an example of a genre that’s become highly popular on the art-house circuit. It might be called the Paradisaical Film, or the Vicarious Vacation Picture–an easygoing romantic period piece set in a…
Sister My Sister is based on a celebrated criminal case from provincial France in the early ’30s–the same case on which Genet based his play The Maids. Scripted by Wendy Kesselman, adapting her play My Sister in This House, and directed by Nancy Meckler, the movie has plenty of lurid…
There is a certain kind of white-male face–leathery, long, hollow-cheeked and often mustachioed–that immediately suggests evil petty authority. Many such faces are in evidence among the actors who play the cops in The Glass Shield, a melodrama about police corruption from the unfortunately obscure writer-director Charles Burnett. The air in…
Last summer, Davis Productions gave us the wonderfully polished, Broadway-quality Pirates of Penzance. This summer’s offering, Bye, Bye Birdie, falls far short of last year’s benchmark production. From sets that resemble three-year-old high school flats to dance numbers that involve more standing around than dancing, this summer’s musical leaves you…
As Little Odessa has a topnotch cast and promising subject matter, there probably will be a few art-house masochists willing to convince themselves that it’s good. But it’s about as boring a movie as I’ve seen all year. It’s set among the Russian-Jewish gangsters in the title community in Brooklyn’s…
Even without the indignity of having his mug shot taken wearing that wretched JC Penney shirt–which his fashion-model girlfriend probably regards as his most grievous transgression–there would be reason enough to feel badly for Hugh Grant these days. His new movie, Nine Months, though it appears to be chugging along…
The French-Canadian Denys Arcand has been directing films since the early ’60s, but he first attracted the attention of this country in the mid-’80s with The Decline of the American Empire and Jesus of Montreal. Both were gab fests set among Canadian intelligentsia–academics in the former, avant-garde actors in the…
The most subversive approach a progressive artist can take very well might be to present his or her beliefs in a mainstream form. No matter how alarming to the status quo your ideas are, if you can make a solid social drama–like, say, Priest–out of them, you’re on your way…
Wigstock: The Movie is a filmed record of the New York City drag/lip-synch festival founded about a decade ago by a convivial drag diva known as the Lady Bunny. The film includes footage from both the 1993 and 1994 Labor Day weekend observances of the event, the former at Tompkins…
Probably the best argument that can be made for continuing federal funding for the arts is to consider what kind of entertainment would proliferate if market demands become the sole influence on artistic repertoire. One measure by which we might gauge expectations for the theatre is to gaze into a…
If you want to see the state of contemporary art in Arizona, you’ll have to go down to Tucson–and down the stairs at the Tucson Museum of Art. The Arizona Biennial, the only statewide juried exhibition open to all artists and craftspeople from or living in Arizona, and a show…
“It’s like a Hollywood B-movie,” mutters the main character of A Pure Formality of his situation. Well, it is and it isn’t. Hollywood B-pictures rarely–occasionally, but rarely–have the visual beauty or atmosphere of this Italian production, and very few pictures have actors of the caliber of this film’s leads, Girard…
Without seeing First Knight again–which I’m in no rush to–I can’t be sure, but I thought I heard King Arthur say, “Nope.” Somebody asks a question of Arthur, played by Sean Connery, and he responds in the negative by saying “nope.” If I heard wrong, then my apologies to Connery,…
Species is a sci-fi horror picture that’s good for a few laughs because, first of all, it’s atrocious, and, secondly, because it has an unbecomingly obvious psychological subtext. This movie made by men is about, to put it crudely, bitches in heat. A la the three Alien films, the monster’s…
On March 31, 55 years ago, the golden age of the American musical was born. It is easy to imagine the shiver the audience must have experienced on that opening night, when the houselights went down and, without an overture, the curtain rose on a farmhouse and a windmill etched…
In Search and Destroy, Griffin Dunne plays Martin, a wormy little bush-league promoter in Boca Raton, Florida. The town’s name translates as “Mouth of the Rat,” and Martin does seem like something that crawled out of such a place. He owes thousands in back taxes, he’s on the outs with…
The extent to which real life has surpassed the science fiction that many of us read as kids can be quite disorienting. Director Ron Howard’s new film Apollo 13 is an epic true-life space odyssey, and it’s also a period piece. The central character, Jim Lovell (Tom Hanks), is one…
“When you photograph me, I feel everything leave me. The blood drains from my face, my eyelids droop, my thoughts disappear. I can feel my facial muscles go limp. All you have to do is to give me that one cue, ‘Don’t smile,’ and zap. Nothing. That’s what you get…
Forget Las Vegas! Fly over to Gammage Auditorium instead. You’ll lose your frequent-flier miles, but you’ll catch the most scintillating flash of flesh the law will allow. I’m speaking, of course, of that simple children’s Bible tale, Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat. If, like most of us, you’d love…
“The time has come to speak of love,” the Narrator solemnly tells us. “The lover and the beloved come from different countries. The curt truth is that in a deep, secret way, the state of being beloved is intolerable to many; for the lover craves any possible relation with the…
One of the production entities claiming responsibility in the opening titles for writer-director Hal Hartley’s film Amateur calls itself “True Fiction Pictures.” Probably this is meant as a slap at the current rage for Pulp Fiction. Indeed, if Quentin Tarantino’s film is the movie equivalent of the hard-boiled crime books,…
