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02/11/15 9:30am
02/11/2015 9:30 AM |

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The Old Dark House (1932)
Directed by James Whale
The (very) odd film out amid Whale’s fantastic hit parade of Frankenstein (1931), Invisible Man (1933), and The Bride of Frankenstein (1935), this blissfully macabre, motley tale of wrong house, wrong family, wrong time moldered for decades in a Universal Studios vault. Just the sort of treatment—as Charles Laughton (a brash, sweet industrialist) and company learn—that probably helped drive their host family so singularly batty. Caught in a howling downpour, these passersby seek refuge under the Femm family’s roof, but find instead an all-time loony bin: Rebecca is half-deaf, God-fearing, and rude; Saul’s a deceitful firebug; and even Horace, who seems the normal one, says he’s wanted by the law. And then there’s their kooky, mad boozing butler Morgan (Boris Karloff). Deliciously atmospheric with Whale’s signature wit, The Old Dark House is a suspenseful brew of gothic and comedy. Jeremy Polacek (Feb 12, 12:30pm, 3:45pm, 7pm, 10:15pm at Film Forum’s Laughton series)

02/04/15 2:16pm
02/04/2015 2:16 PM |

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Joe Versus the Volcano (1990)
Directed by John Patrick Shanley

Before Shanley was the Pulitzer-winning playwright of Doubt (but after he was the Oscar-winning screenwriter of Moonstruck), he wrote and helmed this big-budget comic-fairy-tale curiosity, whose narrative plays out like Woody Allen’s filmmaking evolution in reverse: it starts as smart, existential black comedy and ends in broad, zany caricature. Seemingly so insecure directing the Doubt movie 18 years later, with its attention-seeking camera angles and soaring musical cues, Shanley here is a confident cinematic master; it’s an Allenish film not just in tone but also in its sophisticated, superwidescreen cinematography (by Stephen Goldblatt), as terrible a victim of pan-and-scan as Manhattan. The excellent cast features not just Tom Hanks at his youthful best and classic character actors in bit parts (Dan Hedaya!) but also Meg Ryan, in three roles in three hair colors in three acts as three love interests. Her versatility will impress even a jaded New York cinephile who long ago wrote her off as romcom bullshit. Henry Stewart (Feb 4, 8pm, at IFC Center’s “Celluloid Dreams,” with Shanley in person)

12/24/14 1:00pm
12/24/2014 1:00 PM |

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The Dead (1987)
Directed by John Huston
Huston’s swan song stands among the most elegant films, final or otherwise, ever made. Like the James Joyce story it adapts, the film is filled with precisely rendered sense memories: maybe-too-warm bourgeois parlors, benign alcoholism, and, in the elegant final passage, the ache of lost loves. Huston’s adaptation is exactingly faithful but produces a divergent tone. Joyce’s version was a funereal kiss-off to his homeland, but Huston’s is far more buoyant. It delights in the specificity of the author’s character observations and even finds solace in his devastating conclusion, trading the belligerent farewell of driven youth for the reconciled acceptance saying a longer goodbye. Jake Cole (Dec 24, 7:30pm; Dec 26, 8:30pm at the Film Society of Lincoln Center’s Huston retrospective)