It was not the beginning of something new; it was the end of the golden era. Robert was indeed Wise to be able to self-regulate a picture so well in 1965.
And introduces new elements without explanation. I'm done with this movie, I will never look back at it for the rest of my life. It truly is the best mistake that has ever happened to cinema.
Search for: It is a stormy night with rain, thunder, and lightning, so Liesl is dripping wet. The Sound of Music must have been one of those remarkable instances.
I never know how to rate these types of films. The only difference is that what is so enjoyable about a bad movie is unplanned and completely unintentional. A paranormal political thriller that we the theater audiences love.
I can't remember the last time I laughed this hard at a movie that's suppose to be taken seriously or I think it was. All of the acting has at best a flat tone and at worst the sort of energy that sucks the life out of a room.
It was time for an energetic young man to take the place which goodness knows Joseph Breen had occupied for long enough. I watched Fateful Findings not necessarily with the intention of expecting a legitimately good movie.
Instinct is inextricably bound to unreasoning impulses, and today we clearly see its true nature. In a way, this is symbolic of the legacy he left. Unfortunately, the digital collection of the PCA files does not include the file on this picture, so I can only hypothesize.
The wife sounds half asleep when delivering her lines, the best friend has apparently never been drunk as he has no idea how to act it, his wife hams it up worse than a high school play, and the daughter is the absolute worst as she emotes even less than Breen.
You will not find a caliber of acting ability outside of this masterpiece besides the Hub itself.
And then... Breen was hoping that Jack Vizzard, third in command at the PCA, a Catholic drop-out of the priesthood, would take his place and continue to guide the PCA on the course he had set.