[Michael Hastings] has composed a dirge to incompatibility, which, because it raises expectations only to defeat them, leaves a taste of exhumed ashes. |
By dint of dogged charisma, Brynner has identified himself with a role more than any other actor since Bela Lugosi hung up his fangs. |
Every artist undresses his subject, whether human or still life. It is his business to find essences in surfaces, and what more attractive and challenging surface than the skin around a soul? |
Hollywood was born schizophrenic. For 75 years it has been both a town and a state of mind, an industry and an art form. |
It is said that no star is a heroine to her makeup artist |
Mausoleum air and anguished pauses: If this production were a poem, it would be mostly white space. |
The line readings of Portman and Lloyd are often flat, or flat-out wrong. |
Today is a time of turbulence and stagnation, of threat and promise from a competitor: the magic, omnivorous videocassette recorder (VCR). In other words, it is business as usual. |