In a bold mix of male competition and societal changes, James Dean finds out that things can get very dark standing in the shadow of a greater man.
Gigantic in both length and scope, this one qualifies for my book of race, class, and gender.
I find it hard to decide whether Hitchcock’s only remake really is that superior to his 1934 original. The comparison is interesting since the two movies tells roughly the same story but are still quite different from one another – scriptwise and in execution.
Better or not, this is good solid suspense from the master. Probably in my book.
Elegant and cynical comedy of sorts, with a happy ending of sorts. Not your regular Bergman fare, but some of his favourite themes – love, dependency, power – are in full view.
Maybe in my book of tongue-in-cheek Shakespearian wit.
Even if you’re middle-class, adolescence equals alienation, confusion, and vulnerability. And there’s not much help to get from the grown-ups. Common knowledge today maybe, but this generation gap weltschmerz bonanza was most probably groundbreaking and revelatory back then.
Both weak and strong, just like its characters. In my book of failed masculinity and torn, melodramatic youth.
Highly illogical behavior, obstacled love, garish colour, surreal dreamdancing, god-awful oklahomian »accent« – and immense skies!
Actually more engaging than expected, the incoherent and largely irrelevant story thankfully doesn’t suffer too much distraction from the musical numbers. Not in my book of the territories, though.
A twisted, unpleasant look at revenge and forbidden love. Sick, creepy, violent, tormented – and very much over the top.
Feelbad entertainment, stylishly packaged and executed. In my book of the incredible.