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May 03, 2012


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Agree entirely, Glenn. Good opportunity to see it on the big screen.

Saw a print years ago, and truly loved it. (IIRC, there's some bit of business lingering on a turntable that is burned deeply in my brain.)

David Ehrenstein

A suerb film by an amazing and wonderful woman.

That Fuzzy Bastard

Oh man, here's a gem I didn't think we'd be getting any time soon! I saw this at Anthology a couple years ago, and was stunned by how good it was (after suffering through the more amateurish film of "The Brig"). Certainly it's a fun catalog of NY character actor types---along with the ur-Buscemi, I also noted an ur-John Turturro and an ur-Vincent Schiavelli. But what really got me about the film was its immense visual beauty, despite its constrained setting and low budget. Clarke manages to cram every frame with a great variety of textures and "colors", so it's as interesting to see as it is to hear. And as you rightly note, Glenn, it's both tough and compassionate to its romantic, sad, and totally untrustworthy characters.


Sounds awesome, but since I'm not in an art house market I guess I'll be waiting for that DVD/Blu.

I had the pleasure of meeting Roscoe Lee Browne a few years before his death at a karaoke bar in Burbank, where he was having a quick drink while waiting for a flight. We talked about his late aunt, who lived in my small Kentucky hometown and wrote a column for the local paper. He had fond memories of visiting her there. Of course I told him how much I loved his work (especially in THE COWBOYS, which I saw at an impressionable age). He was utterly charming, and if he resented the intrusion on his privacy, he hid it beautifully.

Bob Fergusson

I saw the play in 1959 at The Living Theater, Julian Beck and Judith Malina's great production company. The theater was located on 14 th street, and I still remember the production and the space vividly. Also saw their production of The Brig in 1963, before they were forced out of the space. I enjoyed the film and it stands on its own, but the intensity of the live performance was in a category unseen in theater up to that time, totally raw and gripping.

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