Ngl the blackface kinda took me out. It's an...adequate film. Gorgeously shot as Michael Curtiz always does but pretty thin story wise. I mean, at this point in his career, Curtiz had turned out some real biopic classics so it shouldn't be surprising that this feels tired.
If I've said it once, I'll say it a thousand times: WOMEN DIRECT SEX SCENES INFINTELY BETTER THAN MEN. Watch this for proof.
My biggest gripe - which opens up a whole other set of issues but let's not go there - is that for a film about Echo Park in the mid-90s there was no Spanish language music in the soundtrack! Like that's so wild to me.
Perfection. A study in blocking and camera movement. The deep space. The POVs. Maybe the best use of zooms in a more subtle style. I mean Haskell Wexler just did the fucking thing, it's just incredible.
And the script, goddamn! Sharp, crisp, it feels fresh even in 2017. It's just so perfectly layered and a playground for the amazing cast. Steiger earned that Oscar win but Poitier is just a star. And everyone around them are just pitch perfect.