It's Halloween; everyone's entitled to one good scare.
I needed a break from my usual horrorfest in October. Thought this Tony Richardson drama from 60s U.K. would help cleanse my palate. I fell in love with the kitchen sink films from Britain the first time I saw Saturday Night and Sunday Morning, another Tony Richardson gem. These Touch of Life movies were unlike anything made in America. Nothing and nobody is cleaned up for the camera, and life in the cheap streets is shown in all its squalid…
Bumped up my original rating from three stars to four. I don't know why I haven't given this movie the credit it deserves. I think it stems from the fact that I'm not very partial to Dee Wallace or Danny Pintauro, both of whom play the pivotal characters at the climax of this story. In fact, I'm a bit ashamed to admit I was rooting more for Cujo at the end when I first saw it. The two of them…
There are people and actors alike who feel the need to fill in the silences with either sound or signal. Gestures and gesticulations that define what they're feeling. Too insecure to let their eyes tell the story. Riz Ahmed is one of those rare individuals who are brave enough to allow their eyes to express the whole spectrum of his emotions. For an actor, its an even rarer trait and one so seldom seen. It doesn't hurt that his big…