Steve Sailer just did a blog item on an unfunny “satire” from last year, called Don’t Look Up.
The last picture I saw through to the end was Spellbound, a 1945 Hitchcock masterpiece with a Ben Hecht script, a surreal dream sequence by Dali, produced by "Zero," starring Ingrid Bergman and Greg Peck, with a featured performance by Michael Chekov, and brilliant work by actors so obscure you don't even recognize their faces, much less their names (e.g., two guys playing detectives who are so in tune with each other, they don't even have to finish each other's sentences).
Oh, and Miklós Rózsa composed a score so overwhelming—including the use of a theremin—that Hitch refused to ever work with him again! The Master of Suspense complained that the composer upstaged his direction. But at least, Rózsa won an Oscar, at a time when the Oscars meant something.
I try not to watch pictures made after Saving Private Ryan (1998), and I have no intention of watching Steven Spielberg’s re-make of West Side Story.
Heck, I don’t even like watching the original, 1961, Robert Wise-Jerome Robbins picture, because although I list it as among the 50 greatest pictures ever made, it’s still so inferior to the Broadway show, which I saw twice in the last Robbins-directed revival, during the last week of July, 1980, including the day before I left the country for a five-year, West German exile.
Miklos Rozsa: Spellbound (1945): Soundtrack Music Suite
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