Reviews by fernando

(OK) Christian-Jaque and Barrault have some passionate strong momentos as the stopping of the batle waving the red cross flag to cross the river; the Castiglione hospital; and the delicate scenes with the silent lovers...

(OK) Apart from the two equal competents roles by Butterfly Wu (excellent close ups in one, frivolous acting in the other); some primitive melodramatization with characters explaining in medium shots...

(OK) Love each shade of red, green, blue, noir at its best, because Dwan makes his own way in the genre. Arlene Dahl is posinonous and delightful whne meets Ted de Corsia...

(OK) Curtiz triumphs over the social topics, and Tracy and David (convincing love scenes) with him. Tracy could be a Cagney or Robinson or Bigart if he would've of remained in WB...

(OK) Kafkian italian way, with Sordi to confirm the gesticulation and the sadness and pathetism too. He can do it better than Gassman or even Tognazzi. It works by effective accumulation and crescendo...

(OK) In this 'virtuoso' short, Mélies prefigures the comics routines of Lider, Chaplin and lot of comic when try to go to bed being drunken.....Here is the author himself sans alibi...

(OK) Guitry amuses and plays with hisotry and the story itself: in the middle he presentes his collanborators and changes le leading actors, ja. Desiree is intuitive ansd revengeful but her intelligence is always surpassed by facts, thats interesting...

(OK) Verneuil subtle, melodramatic, moving sometimes, cold sometimes, but good director in the road and in the stop where the most improtant happens... Arnoul is so mature here...

(OK) Happy Mirande, lot of stories, some in one sequence (for inatance, the maid sleeping when her landlady was killed and when the pelicie awaken her, she confesses the theft of spoons and forks...or Michel Simon throwing knives to his wife

(OK) Good tight plot, lot of characters in one fucking day in hot Paris. The film has all the social themes of the moment, more announced violence than real violence, too speedy to think...