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  • Taxi Driver

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    Taxi Driver  (1976)

    Martin Scorsese's brilliant 1976 film about Travis Bickle has the best music score I've ever heard. Bernard Herrmann died the day he finished his recording sessions for the movie. Herrmann did the music for the radio broadcast of "War of the Worlds," "Citizen Kane" and "Psycho," among many other films. 

    The score for "Taxi Driver" has no memorable songs, no hit singles. It's tied inseparably to the visuals, searing and complete. The opening of the movie is riveting, with steam coming from the manholes and a cab appearing through the mists like some monster from a deep lagoon as Herrmann's menacing, sinister score fades in and out. When you've never seen the movie, you don't know what it's about, but you know immediately it's going to be bad. And it is.

    If you haven't seen the movie since it came out, it's time to see it again. It's been over thirty years, and Scorsese still has it nailed. It's riveted down and bolted. He welded it. It's still a scorching movie. DeNiro plays Travis Bickle, a Vietnam vet with the scars to prove it. Inside and out. Bickle is seriously mentally ill. He's Holden Caulfield back from the Nam.* He keeps telling people he's got to do something, but he doesn't know what. We know he's going to explode, and we wait with a sick feeling in our stomachs for the carnage.

    Jodie Foster was 12 when she played Iris, the child prostitute. It's amazing to see her and realize how good she was. Her scene with Harvey Keitel when he talks her out of running away is mesmerizing. (Some scenes were shot with her 19 year old sister as a body double, by the way.) And her lunch with Bickle is totally natural. She was a star right from the beginning, holding her own with Robert DeNiro and Harvey Keitel. Incredible.

    Keitel is Iris's pimp, the epitome of all that makes Bickle sick, the scummy garbage of New York. Named Matthew, Iris calls him Sport, and she loves him. He manipulates her relentlessly and shamelessly because he makes a lot of money having a 12-year-old whore in his stable. "You can do anything with her," Sport tells Travis, then he spouts a laundry list of filth, sickening Bickle. Keitel is one of my favorite actors; I've never seen him fail in a movie, and he doesn't disappoint here. Sport puts a name and address on Bickle's urge to do something.

    I've seen Cybill Shepherd in two movies where she played similar characters: Betsy here in "Taxi Driver" (with Albert Brooks as her opposite number) and "The Heartbreak Kid" as Kelly Corcoran (with Charles Grodin playing her suitor).  In both movies her character is pretty much empty - a blonde who's gotten by on her looks and who has no personality. Betsy provides a whitebread, sane counterpoint to Bickle. The problem is whether we're better off being the sane counterpoint, involved in an election campaign where nothing the candidate says means anything, surrounded by whitebread, incompetent, safe, well-meaning people who truly care whether the candidate's bumper stickers are printed correctly.

    Betsy sharpens our focus is on Bickle as he slowly spirals down, letting slip his facade of control, losing his grip on himself, in his solitary hell. Herrmann's score gives music to Bickle's seething anger and danger, underplaying the tempest we feel must be raging unseen in the black night of Bickle's soul. We never see Bickle's torment on his face, but we know his flat affect is the mask of his will to do something, anything to let loose his locked-down demons.

    "Taxi Driver" has lost nothing over the years. The characters, the directing, the music all work. See it with a good sound system.

    The movie was produced by a threesome that included Julia Phillips, author of "You'll Never Have Lunch in This Town Again." If you haven't read that book, I recommend it. It's free at your local library and well worth the price of checking it out. She also produced "The Sting," "Close Encounters of the Third Kind," and a few others. She had a lot to say in her memoir, and she said it well. Julia Phillips died of cancer a few years ago, I'm sorry to say.

    *To carry that analogy further, Iris is both Holden's prostitute and Holden's sister, Phoebe. Bickle protects her.


  • The Lady Eve

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    The Lady Eve  (1941)

    This is a charmer of a movie with a gorgeous Henry Fonda and a beautiful Barbara Stanwyck, directed by the famous Preston Sturges. Charles Coburn and William Demarest have important supporting roles.

    If you never saw Fonda and Stanwyck when they were young and in a Sturges comedy, you're in for a surprise and a treat. Henry Fonda is absolutely adorable in the role of a naive snake specialist. Stanwyck is sunny as the snake charmer. (Eve - get it? Well, her character's name isn't Eve in the movie, but she pretends to be Lady Eve to swindle Henry.)

    Fonda plays Charles Pike, heir to a beer fortune, and Stanwyck plays Jean Harrington, a con artist on a cruise ship with her con man father (Coburn). Their goal is to land and fleece a sheep. Of course, Stanwyck makes the mistake of falling for her mark, so things go horribly right after many pratfalls and lies.

    Preston Sturges wrote the script, and he was at his top in "The Lady Eve." The studio system was at its best as well, calling up a marvelous cast of character actors in the background. There's all the boy meets girl, boy loses girl, boy gets girl standard action, but Sturges had a brain, and he was said to have written the script in Reno while getting a divorce - so he had some bite in the script, too. Everyone has perfect timing, all the marks are hit, there are no false notes, and even the horse is perfect. It's a fantastic screwball comedy.

    If your memories of Fonda and Stanwyck are from their roles in the 50s, 60s, and later, you're in for a real treat seeing them in this comedy.


  • The Cheat

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    The Cheat  (1915)

     

    A silent movie directed by Cecil B. DeMille and starring Sessue Hayakawa, we get to see avarice, lust, and rampant racism at their glorious best. Worst. Whatever.

    Hayakawa is excellent in this movie. DeMille lights him as if he were the female star, and he gives a great performance in mime. The version I saw was the 1918 re-release, and the main character had been changed from Japanese to Burmese after a prolonged protest from the Japanese-American community. (This was very simple for a silent film - they just changed a few title cards and the character's name.)

    Fanny Ward plays Edith, spendthrift wife of Richard Hardy, young stockbroker. He's got all his money invested in a company and is waiting for the payoff. She insists on continuing to spend thousands of dollars on frocks and lingerie; at one point another man convinces her that Richard has made an error in judgment, so she gives the guy $10,000 from the Red Cross Fund to double her money in the morning. Naturally, it's all lost, and the Red Cross directors ask her to send the ten grand to the Belgians that day.

    Edith has been seeing rather a lot of Haka Arakau (Hishuru Tori in the first release), an ivory merchant who is quite wealthy. Although she is not at all in love with him, she is amused by him while her husband spends all his time on investments. Arakau, though, is smitten with Edith. He offers to lend her money, which she at first refuses; she has no way out, though, when the fund she's lost is requested. She agrees to let Arakau lend her the money, but he makes it clear that he requires sexual favors (without ever saying it, of course) in exchange. She agrees rather than face social disgrace (worse in her status than the theft).

    Richard is aware of Arakau seeing his wife, he knows there is nothing going on really, but he's disturbed by it. Hayakawa is very good at being very attentive without being over attentive, and Arakau a very handsome, very wealthy man. When Arakau lends her the money, she's saved from exposure; his demands, though, are instant. He demands her presence that night. Richard's money comes in, and she asks for $10,000, so of course he writes her a check (I can't imagine what $10,000 was worth in 1915). 

    She takes it with her to her rendezvous with Arakau, but he insists on his interest in addition to the money. She fights him, and he picks a hot seal (a chop, in Japanese, I think) from his container of embers (don't we all have a container of embers on our desk?), rips her bodice from her back, and brands her on her left shoulder blade. This is a remarkable scene for its violence and his avarice and lust. Their struggle is completely believable. DeMille lights Hayakawa's face just as he might have lighted Brooks or Dietrich.

    Edith shoots Hayakawa in the shoulder, wounding him. Richard, discovering Edith has left home, follows his suspicions to Arakau's home, discovers that his wife has shot the man, and claims to have done the deed himself when the police arrive. Edith visits Richard in jail, and again DeMille uses lighting dramatically to emphasize Richard's wrongful imprisonment and her wrongful freedom. 

    At the trial, Arakau knows that imprisoning Richard will hurt Edith worse than telling the truth, so he lies and says Richard shot him. Richard takes that stand and confesses. I'm sorry to say that these few minutes tried my credulity: why have a trial when Richard confessed from the beginning? The jury goes out, considers, and returns, and Edith is shown wringing her hands in tension over what in the world the verdict could be. Let me see, the victim says Richard shot him, Richard says he shot him - what could the jury find? Guilty! Big surprise. Edith then goes into hysterics, bares her shoulder to the whole court and says she shot Arakau because of what he did to her. The courtroom erupts in lynching mode, but calms down. The judge sets aside the verdict and the prosecutor sets aside the indictment, and Richard and Edith walk out of the room surrounded by spectators as if at their wedding.

    This is a good movie notwithstanding it is silent. Hayakawa shows his talent even this early, but he had to wait for his role in "Bridge On the River Kwai" in 1957 to get his Oscar nomination as Colonel Saito, the sadistic camp commander. DeMille also does very well with his cast of upper crust New Yorkers. The costumes are fascinating. Contrast these clothes with "The Mating Call," which is set in that same time but costumed in the contemporary clothing of the Twenties when it was filmed. 

    Silent movies get short shrift in America, but "The Cheat" is worth watching for a number of reasons, the best of which is Sessue Hayakawa.

     


  • The Trouble With Harry

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    This is a subtle comedy from Alfred Hitchcock, made in 1954 but remarkably undated. John Forsythe and Edmund Gwynne are listed as the stars, and the movie introduces Shirley MacLaine in her first film role at the tender age of twenty.

    Forsythe plays Sam Marlowe, an artist in a New England village too small even to be quaint, and MacLaine plays the recently widowed Jennifer Rogers. The trouble is that Harry is dead, and we can't seem to get a handle on how he died. We do seem to have a handle on Harry though, as he's buried and dug up again four times.

    The movie holds up very well today, although the prices are outrageously low and Jennifer is entirely casual about letting her son go out and play, handle dead rabbits, and walk around dead bodies. (Some may remember that back in the Fifties children were encouraged to go outside and play, as it was considered healthy.) The humor is dry and deadpan, and the movie is not played for laughs, but the laughs are there. You'll get a lot of laughs from the corpse; I'd never have thought a body could be so funny just lying there. (Harry was played by Philip Truex, in what appears to have been his last movie role.) Everyone in the movie clicks with his or her role, no one rings untrue, and Hitchcock toys with us with a door that won't stay shut. We all think of his mysteries, but Hitchcock was an excellent all around director - even with comedies.

    If you've never seen Shirley MacLaine in her 1950s movies when she was twenty-something, you'll find that she was an attractive, engaging woman. If you like her in this, I'd suggest renting "My Geisha" with Yves Montand and Robert Cummings. She's in her 30s in "My Geisha," and she's hit her stride. Nobody kisses on screen as well as MacLaine did, and she really was an excellent actress.


 

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