Not sure how I feel about a movie that ends with Ginger Rogers getting punched in the face so Fred Astaire can hypnotize her into loving him. But overall, it has charm, good music, and terrific dancing.
Rogers also shines as a comedic presence here. The scene where she causes mischief under the influence of drugs is damned funny.
Mickey Rooney as Puck = one of the most ear-shatteringly irritating characters in cinema history. I'm serious, you'll want to put this little shithead's genitals in a vice twenty minutes in (oh, and this runs about 140 minutes, so have fun, kids).
But even taking him out of consideration, "A Midsummer Night's Dream" is surprisingly hollow. It looks appropriately dreamlike, and, more often than not, the cast has a handle on the text (even Cagney doesn't make a bad Bottom).…
Even more cryptic than "The Tree of Life," and without any cool shit to look at, to boot.
I try, to the best of my abilities, to understand where a film is coming from and see from its point of view. But "A Safe Place" is aimless hippie bullcrap, plain and simple. Redundant dialogue, shallow characters, and no ultimate point.