“I only came about my cough...”
[Sunday, Bloody Sunday; 1971]
I presume this sort of thing convinces some people that they’re getting a little extra salt in their diet, but its bottom-rung ‘truth telling’ is too limited, too vanilla and too all over the place to satisfy anyone expecting cogent analysis let alone spiky revelation.
That repeatedly in Curtis’s take on things, US Presidents make decisions and do all the running - ignoring Franklin D. Roosevelt’s famous observation that such people are selected not elected - indicates no stones will…
Pretty much cinematic outliers in Britain until television finally afforded a decent home to indigenous animation works (albeit usually for children) (*), Halas & Batchelor crafted a broad and convincing output ranging from Animal Farm through to commercials, music videos and short pieces like this.
Released the same year as The Red Shoes, this would make ideal programme support to that main feature, with its fluid terpsichorean lines illustrating a seeming astral insemination (the freeing possibilities of abstract animation!) In fact,…
As an abstract of triumph over adversity this has some appeal, but in terms of insight or character study it’s whitewash (never easy to do otherwise whilst the subject is alive).
Over sixty years after this film was made the need for heroics - not heroes (slightly different things, or at least interpretations) - is ever greater, but the flatness of relief achieved in Reach for the Sky rarely inspires let alone moves you. It’s just that jolly good fellow,…
Who shilled Bambi?
I suppose it’s often a trade-off with older Walt Disney animations: overlook the cute and the kitsch for flashes of the imaginative elan you know the studio was capable of. In other words: look out for technique and ignore content. A thin deal perhaps, or maybe just one that doesn’t rely on base emotional manipulation.
I suppose Motion Picture was never a truer term: Disney’s work at best being similar to a painting by a great master,…