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with alan arkin as a charming freud and a supporting cast that includes vanessa redgrave, laurence olivier, charles gray and samantha eggar, you'd think they could do better than nicol williamson as holmes and robert duvall of all people as watson. two atrociously dull lead performances on their own made even worse by their having absolutely zero chemistry together -- an unforgivable casting crime in a sherlock holmes adaptation!
whaaaaat. people think elisabeth bergner is bad in this? when i adore her and her big curious eyes and slightly awkward little walk so much. i don't know a lot about catherine herself nor have i seen the von sternberg film but i thought elisabeth was brilliant. her performance did resonate with something i read in the zoe caldwell memoir today, which said that actors who play royalties should never act like royalties—people around them must— but the kings and…
1971. free love was in. sunday bloody sunday asks: "how free can love gets before somebody is hurt? then what? is the *love* what you must make all the compromises for a something? an anything? or a nothing?" and it lets you decide. a film that handles love affairs without an ounce of sentimentality and yet is able to move me so much.
i saw this one for the first time back in late 2020—i was 16, and a very…