Darkest Hour…Gary Oldman is Churchill

Darkest Hour…Gary Oldman is Churchill

from the heart, a patriot

 

 

Movie review:

Darkest Hour

 

Gary Oldman was 59 years old when he won an Oscar (Best Actor) for giving us a completely believable Winston Churchill who decided in June 1940 to fight Hitler instead of settling for a completely risky peace agreement.

Darkest Hour (2019, rated PG-13, 125 minutes) is a gem. Oldman is Churchill: overweight, jowly, devotee of long cigars and whiskey, imperious, meekly in love with Clementine (he called her “Clemmie,” she called him “Pig”), a flamboyant patriot, and wartime leader.

Churchill was a career politician, of course, and Oldman deftly portrays his Machiavellian strengths and weaknesses.

Churchill was an aristocratic patriot in the core of his being.

Less than a month after he became prime minister, Churchill energized Parliament:

“We shall defend our island…we shall fight on the beaches…on the landing grounds…in the fields…in the streets…in the hills…we shall never surrender.”

Darkest Hour is Churchill’s (Oldman’s) bright triumph.

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The Witches: Salem, 1692 (book review)

…a community gone crazy…

by Stacy Schiff

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Emperor of the North…movie review

Emperor of the North…movie review

ya gotta have heart!

 

 

Emperor of the North

(1973, rated PG, 118 minutes)

 

Emperor of the North is a heroic film.

They don’t make too many like this one.

If you plan to watch it, do yourself a favor: plan to watch it twice.

Watch it once so you get the picture: a tramp named A No. 1 (Lee Marvin) is a devil-may-care legendary figure in the hobo camps. He teaches a thing or three to the inexperienced Cigaret (Keith Carradine). He challenges the thuggish railroad policeman, Shack (Ernest Borgnine), there’s a supremely brutal fight on a rolling flatcar, the best ‘bo wins, he finally rides Shack’s “No. 19” to Portland, and, you guessed it, A No. 1 is the king of the road.

Sounds like a few of the “B” movies you’ve seen over the years?

All routinely imaginable stuff, but Marvin’s imperial performance stirs the imagination.

Watch it again. Watch Mr. Marvin show you everything you ever wanted to know about classic heroism of the spirit. See him surpassing his impoverished circumstances to enjoy a rich life, embracing independence, rugged optimism, casually competent leadership, generous mentoring, and the dauntless strength of a Viking in mortal combat.

Finally, A No. 1 abandons the feckless Cigaret. “You had the juice, kid, but you didn’t have the heart!”

A No. 1 rides off, northward, soaring, in high majesty, singing his victory.

American hobo.

American hero.

Emperor of the North.

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Book review: The Financier

Theodore Dreiser’s villain…

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Billy Elliot…movie review

Billy Elliot…movie review

slum kids can dance, too…

 

 

Movie review:

Billy Elliot

 

2000, rated R, 111 minutes

Starring Jamie Bell as Billy Elliot

 

Billy Elliot (2000, rated R, 111 minutes) is about aspirations, with clap-your-hands dancing and a helping of human kindness.

Jamie Bell pretty much flawlessly plays 11-year-old Billy, the son of a widowed struggling coal miner in County Durham in northern England. Billy suddenly realizes that dancing is more interesting than boxing.

You won’t be surprised by the obstacles that Billy overcomes to get accepted at the Royal Ballet School in London.

You will be delighted to watch Billy dancing when he’s happy and when he’s mad as heck. You will want to hug Billy’s dad when he finally realizes that dancing isn’t shameful, and that his son has a talent that just won’t quit.

Not least important, you’ll be reminded that a kid who can be a great dancer is born every day in a slum, somewhere.

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Book review: Lord of the Flies

Never more relevant…

by William Golding

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Scent of a Woman (movie review)

Scent of a Woman (movie review)

rediscover reasons for living…

 

 

Scent of a Woman

 

If you think that all good movies have Super Bowl excitement, don’t bother watching Scent of a Woman (1992, rated R, 157 minutes).

This obviously many-splendored film has grit, gusto, a pretty good tango, a red jaguar with pedal to the metal, a man confronting the downside of his life, a young man struggling with right and wrong, and the mystical mix of truth, justice, and passion.

Army lieutenant colonel Frank Slade (Al Pacino, he won his only Oscar for Best Actor) rides the tiger of his past. He and Baird School student Charlie Simms (Chris O’Donnell) work through the highs and the lows of Slade’s blindness and Charlie’s rush to maturity as they learn about themselves and learn to trust each other.

Pacino won the Oscar for his sensitive portrayal of Slade, who rediscovers reasons for living, his own humanity, his devotion to integrity, and his grandchildren. If you’re a grandparent, you’ll probably agree that the last 90 seconds of the film may not be the best moments, but they are the endearing gift of Scent of a Woman.

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Remember the Tallahatchie Bridge?

Molly Johnson sings it right…

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The African Queen, a love story…movie review

The African Queen, a love story…movie review

joie de vivre, the real McCoy…

 

 

Movie review:

 

The African Queen

 

The African Queen (1951, rated PG, 105 minutes) was an adventure film when adventure had more to do with intrepid characters and the right thing and joie de vivre than with car chases and bullets flying every which way.

Charlie Allnut (Humphrey Bogart won an Oscar for Best Actor) kindly offers to take Rose Sayer (Katharine Hepburn was nominated for Best Actress) on a boat ride—in his broken down scow (The African Queen) on an unforgiving river in German East Africa in 1914.

Rose, the unworldly widow of a missionary, learns to manhandle the tiller, pours all the gin overboard, and generally civilizes Charlie quite enough. That scrufty bon vivant teaches her about pluck, honor, and kicking the old boiler to keep the boat going.

They risk their lives for the war effort by sinking the German warship, and they decide to get married. Ain’t love grand?

Even if you saw the movie long ago, try it again.

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Play review: A Doll’s House

Henrik Ibsen’s classic on abuse…

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Conspiracy…movie review

Conspiracy…movie review

…a perfection of evil…

 

 

Movie review:

Conspiracy

 

The Wannsee Conference in Hitler’s Germany, January 1942

Starring Kenneth Branagh, Stanley Tucci, Colin Firth (2001)

 

Here’s the short version: watching Conspiracy is like drinking molten lead.

Conspiracy is an almost flawless portrayal of naked evil being done by powerful men, each of whom has lost or abandoned his moral compass.

It is dry, withering, completely transparent, all too believable—not merely because we know it’s all true. We know that there are powerful men and women alive today who are willing to do blasphemously wrong things like killing 6 million Jews.

Conspiracy dramatizes the Wannsee Conference that first officially articulated the Final Solution for the Jews of Europe: the Holocaust.

Stanley Tucci as SS Major Adolph Eichmann, Kenneth Branagh as Hitler’s Chief of Security Reinhard Heydrich, Colin Firth as Dr. Wilhelm Stuckart (a lawyer who wrote the racist Nuremberg Laws), and 12 others show how it was probably done—almost without passion—around a long conference table in a manor house outside Berlin. One of the participants failed to destroy his copy of the minutes. This surviving document was used in the post-WWII Nuremberg Trials.

Conspiracy is frightening, horrifying, and disgusting. It is a perfection of the evil that men can do.

 

The antidote for watching it is simple: do a good thing every day.

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Book review: The Comanche Empire

the other story of the American West…

by Pekka Hämäläinen

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