A Tree Grows in Brooklyn. 1945. A masterpiece. The script. The acting. The cinematography. The music. Hollywood does not make movies like this anymore. A story about a poor Brooklyn family and the complex and riveting moral issues that the family endures. You HAVE to see this movie. I rate this a 9 out of 10...
It's a piece of shit; its presence keeps my aesthetic soul from visiting Paris. The only way I could conceivably go would be for a photo op and a speech: "Mr. Gorbachev, tear down this tower!"
Les orgueilleux/The Proud and the Beautiful (1953) 6/10. I can't surpass the summary at IMDb, so here it is: "The first to die in an epidemic of meningitis in Vera Cruz is a French tourist. His wife Nellie [Michèle Morgan], detached and indifferent, feels little grief and realizes that her coldness is her own doom. Over the next two days, she is attracted to George [Gérard Philipe], a local drunk who does odd jobs for brothels and dances grotesquely for tourists in exchange for drinks. George has his own dark secret, a tragedy he caused that leaves him with a death wish. In assisting the local doctor to cope with the epidemic, these two emotional cripples enable each other to rediscover reasons to live and to love." Mind you, that's not a summary of the first act, that's the summary of the whole film. Just when the two lovers have declared themselves and are preparing to face their first wave of epidemic victims, we get a big "FIN" on the screen. So, fantastic set-up: where's the rest of the movie, Yves? This could have been a great film (Act 2: their love is tested; Act 3: tragic death for one or both) but the filmmakers either ran out of time, money, or author Jean-Paul Sartre never supplied an ending to begin with. Anyway, Michèle Morgan is beautiful and we get to see lots of shots of her in her underwear (she has to get inoculated, right? and it's the tropics, right?); also, the filmmakers never miss an opportunity to have her show off her legs (it's a film, right? and it was made by the French, right?).
Le septième juré / The 7th Juror (1962) 1080p - 7/10. Bernard Blier, in the role of his career, plays a meek pharmacist who, one Sunday afternoon down by the lake, strangles a girl he fancies. Fortunately, the girl had been heard arguing with her boyfriend a short time before--said boyfriend is therefore taken into custody. At the trial, Blier, having been made one of the jurors, does his best to confound the prosecution's case (in the French system jurors can question witnesses directly, so Blier, who knows the crime scene better than anyone, easily causes doubt to be cast on all the testimonies). The boyfriend is acquitted, yet no one is satisfied, least of all Blier himself, who finally decides to confess to the crime. But no one will believe him.This is an interesting premise, and for much of the film my attention was riveted. But as it turns out that the Blier character is an essentially moral individual--the murder was an aberration--the whole thing becomes a contest between the man with a conscience and his corrupt society. The corrupt society, which had ulterior reasons for wanting to convict the boyfriend, of course wins in the end, but the author thereby scores the (not very interesting) point he wished to make about elitist rotters. A better film/source novel was possible, at least for those of us who have seen An Investigation of a Citizen Above Suspicion. After the boyfriend's acquittal, when the town wants to know who the real killer is, Blier should have planted evidence to surreptitiously build a case against himself instead of confessing. This would have eventually spurred the prosecution to indict him and seek his confession, which he may or may not have withheld (whatever works better dramatically). At the point of conviction, though, Blier would be saved when another strangulation murder occurs--the anti-establishment vet, a character in the original plot, has acted to save his friend. The two murders are never solved, there are more murders, whatever, choose the cynical ending you like best. That would have made the film's second half much more compelling.A remake of this French film was made as an episode of the Alfred Hitchcock Hour ("The Star Juror") in 1963, which I have not seen. The title The 7th Juror (which may or may not refer to the same property) is being used for a project in production now, so maybe a new English language remake is coming.
Trader Horn. 1931. A good movie for its time. The actual locations is what made this film a classic. Its worth viewing and having in your collection as a classic. I saw this on Turner Classics. 3 out of 5...