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  • The Good, the Bad, and the Weird dir. Kim Ji-Woon, Telluride 2008

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    Ben-Hur  (1959)

    Mad Max  (1979)

    The Host  (2007)

    Ever since the great Italian director Sergio Leone rode into town, it’s been clear that the Western is not solely the domain of American filmmakers. Leone’s Spaghetti Westerns boosted Clint Eastwood’s career and forever changed the genre. A new film from Korea, what many are calling a Kimchi Western, may change the genre once again. Kim Ji-Woon’s The Good, the Bad, and the Weird is in many ways an homage to Leone’s The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly, but is also an excellent example of the energy and originality emerging in Korean cinema.

    The Good, the Bad, and the Weird, set in Manchuria in the 1930’s, follows the story of three bandits, all in pursuit of map that leads to an untold amount of treasure. Woo-sung Jung (the Good), Byung-hun Lee (the Bad), and Kang-ho Song (the Weird) all give excellent performances. Cool and outrageous enough for an action comedy, but not overdone. Kang-ho Song, who you may recognize from the hit Korean monster movie The Host, is particularly good at playing his own brand of lovable dork.

    The plot is not particularly dense, but it doesn’t need to be. The action is relentless through the entire two hour run time, and it’s delightful. Each fight scene is a perfect blend of comedy, thrilling choreography, and excellent scoring. The centerpiece of the final act is an epic desert chase scene involving horses, motorcycles, Mongol bandits, and the Japanese Army. In a Q&A following a screening at Telluride, director Kim Ji-Woon said he told the crew working on that scene to watch Ben-Hur and Mad Max for inspiration. It payed off.

    I got a chance to talk to Kim Ji-Woon about the film and where he sees himself going from here:

    Spout: Why a western? What drew you to that genre?

    Kim Ji-Woon: I think I was impressed as a youth when I watched the Spaghetti Westerns of Sergio Leone. And somewhere in the back of my mind I thought if I ever direct, I must do a Western. So I thought long and hard about how to create an Asian Western, and like all Westerns, you need this big canvas. I thought that the historical canvas of what was happening in the 1930s amongst the Chinese, Japanese, and the Koreans, I thought that would be a great backdrop [for] a Korean Western.

    Spout: It’s interesting, because of course, Sergio Leone was an Italian director who breathed new life into this very American genre. And now you’re revitalizing the genre in your own way. Of course Leone did not set his Westerns in Italy, he set it in the American West, can you explain that choice a little bit?

    Kim: I wanted to make a movie with Korean actors, so I thought if I tried to make a Western in America with Korean actors, it would no longer be a Western, it would turn into science fiction [laughs].

    Spout: I was curious about those characters. Could you just talk a bit about casting a developing each of them? As I watched the film, they’re all so likable in their own way, the bad guy is such a great villain, they’re all so engaging…

    Kim: Initially, like all films, the characters start out with a single trait. But in a good film, as the movie develops, each character takes on many traits. So the good person takes on traits of the bad and the weird, and so on. As the situation is created and changes, you get to see all the aspects of that character. So although they all have characteristics that shift throughout the movie, I think the title is most appropriate to the last scene of the movie.

    Spout: I was curious about the fight choreography, it was brilliant, for one thing, and also it seemed like there was an element of slapstick comedy in certain scenes, especially with Tae-Goo’s character (the Weird).

    Kim: I wasn’t out to make just an action-packed movie, I wanted to make a movie that was balanced with action and humor. And because of the actor who played the Weird, and his capabilities, he brought so much to the film in his own portrayal of that character. Putting three of the top male leading actors [in Korea] is a stunt in itself. So there was a lot of fun and new things that came out of that situation. There were all kinds of discussions, like the actor who played the bad guy, after seeing the actor who played the good guy twirl his rifle, he said, ‘I want a rifle! I must have a rifle!’ And Mr. Song, the actor who played the Weird, said, ‘God, those guys look so great! I want to look great for a moment, too!’ The actor who played the good guy said, ‘I know I’m really cool and all, but can’t I have a comedic moment once in a while?’

    Spout: In this Q&A just now, the name Quentin Tarantino came up. That is a comparison that will probably be drawn, especially with the bending of the genre, also East meets West. Is Quentin Tarantino an influence, or is he just somebody who has a similar sensibility in blending genres?

    Kim: I think because we’re contemporaries, and because we have similar influences in the type of movies we watch, what people are probably noticing are things that we’ve taken away from our similar history and seeing it projected in our work. We could say we’re kind of headed towards each other, he’s starting in the West moving East, and I’m starting in the East moving West. Maybe when we meet in the middle there will be something really interesting that will happen.

    Spout: Have you ever thought of trying to direct in Hollywood, with a Hollywood studio or American cast?

    Kim: Ever since the movie A Tale of Two Sisters I’ve been receiving a lot of scripts from Hollywood, and certainly if I read a script that speaks to me, and if I feel inspired to direct, it’s always a possibility. One of the things that has been a concern for me is that I hear in America the director’s cut is not something that’s naturally given to the director. So it’s a big concern for someone like me who has had directors cut.

    Spout: Do you think in the Korean film industry you get more creative control, as a rule?

    Kim: I think Korea is a great place for directors, you’re a big part of the creative process. Not only the editing, but all the different elements of making the film. Korean directors are also writers and producers, and they’re involved in the marketing and distribution. They’re really auteurs. A director’s work is never finished in Korea, it’s endless.


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  • Revanche Review, Telluride 2008

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    Revanche  (2008)

    Revanche had its North American premiere here at Telluride 2008 and was far and away one of the most exciting new films playing. It’s a revenge thriller with cinema purist sensibilities from acclaimed Austrian director, Götz Spielmann. Keeping its German title, Revanche, the word carries two meanings: Revenge, but also a kind of second chance.

    In the Austrian countryside, Robert and Susanne (Andreas Lust and Ursula Strauss) have built a cozy house and are trying to start a family. He’s as a rural cop, she works at the local grocery and on Sundays she takes her elderly, widowed neighbor to church. In the red light district of Vienna, Alex (Johannes Krisch) is the errand boy for a pimp and has started an amorous–and very secret–relationship with one of his prostitutes, Tamara (Irina Potapenko). When the desperation of escaping Vienna kicks in for Alex and Tamara, it looks as if Revanche is heading into familiar genre territory: Alex plans a bank job out in the country (”What can go wrong?”), it goes wrong and Tamara is killed in the getaway by a cop, Robert. But it’s when Alex goes to hide out on his grandfather’s farm and realizes the cop who killed his girlfriend lives next door, the movie screeches like a getaway car into unexpected territory.

    With an excuse that his mother told him to chop all the wood for winter, Alex arrives at his grandfather’s farm. The wood pile is enormous, creating a sisyphean task. What follows are long takes of Alex in a self-imposed labor camp, cutting log after log to regulate the overwhelming grief and violence wanting to come out of him. The quiet little countryside becomes a cauldron, lit by the death of a Russian prostitute, where all four characters will be melted down to reveal what they’re made of.

    Johannes Krisch’s physicality alone is brooding and boyish, volatile and seductive, giving us the space to fear and like him. In an interesting sidenote, Spielmann mentioned in the Q&A afterward that people don’t feel at home in their skin when concentrating on what their saying. So, he and the actors rehearsed until what they said was no longer important, then their bodies began to do the acting. Spielmann also doesn’t use music, but the sound of the buzz saw and animal cries in the woods are more ominous than any music. He doesn’t give any easy answers away and we’re left wondering about the choices his characters make long after the movie ends. A typical revenge plot is fueled by the hero’s obsession, but Revanche has a different kind of energy, fueled by the collison of four obsessions. It’s a fascinating watch and by veering from the beats of a typical revenge plot with Revanche, Spielmann elevates the genre to a new level.


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  • I’ve Loved You So Long Review, Telluride 2008

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    Revanche  (2008)

    I’ve Loved You So Long came into Telluride with a lot of buzz about this being Kristen Scott Thomas‘ soon-to-be Oscar winning performance. Like Forrest Whittaker in The Last King of Scotland two years ago, it was the performance not to miss. So, I didn’t. And if Kristen Scott Thomas wins an Oscar it’s because there are very few actresses who can hold an audience for two hours alternating between chain smoking with a million-mile-stare and delivering long, expository monologues about her backstory. I mean that as a compliment to Ms. Thomas and a criticism to director, Philippe Claudel.

    Juliette (Kristen Scott Thomas) sits in an airport in France smoking. Her face is a map of heartache. In fact, it looks more dead than alive, which is probably the most impressive moment of the movie. (Why do directors insist that great actors talk so much?) Her sister, Léa (Elsa Zylberstein) arrives late. The ride to her sister’s country home is icy. They haven’t seen each other in a long time and they want to discuss anything but why. That’s how I’ve Loved You So Long begins.

    Quickly, we learn Juliette has been in prison fifteen years for murder. But obviously she’s not considered dangerous because her sister brought her home to live with her husband, two adopted daughters and mute father-in-law. Juliette and Léa reluctantly embark on trying to be sisters again. Meanwhile, Juliette looks for a job, smokes, visits her parole officer (Frédéric Pierrot, the most compelling character with the least screen time) and slowly defrosts around her sister’s family and friends. When somebody tries to talk to her, she snaps at them, but when she chooses to talk to somebody, there’s a huge backlog of stories about herself she needs to share. Its kind of a rhythm: Smoking, snapping, talking. Smoking, snapping, talking.

    It doesn’t take too much time for the audience to discern the nature of the murder she served time for, but for some reason the director orchestrates a big reveal at the climax of the movie, which is anything but. Juliette’s a classic tragedian whose slowly stepping toward a grand catharsis, a moment that begs us to be stunned by what we’ve known all along.

    At Berlin, I’ve Loved You So Long won the Ecumenical Prize for best picture promoting unity or something. I guess it won because we feel compassion for a prisoner walking the streets after serving time for a crime of compassion. But isn’t that kind of a non-criminal? It’d be like making a movie about learning to forgive Harriet Tubman for all the lies she told. I think if the award validates anything, it’s that people love to have great actors repeat their beliefs back to them.

    Now Revanche on the other hand. Phew-ee. That movie had a slimeball ex-con who was so magnetic I wanted to hire him as a nanny. Figure out how the director promoted that kind of unity because I can’t.


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  • Sarah Palin Pregnancy Scandal: Casting Call

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    The Contender  (2000)

    Juno  (2007)

    Last Friday, before conspiracy theorists were questioning who actually birthed newborn Trig Palin, and long before it was announced that Bristol Palin is a (first time?) teen mom-to-be, I was innocently thinking of the more simple Sarah Palin movie. The one that goes sorta like The Contender, except that in this case the nude photos, which may or may not be of the female VP candidate, are pageant-related rather than a remnant of sorority hazing.

    Now, of course, despite the gossip blogs’ wet dream that there are indeed scandalous photos out there of the former Miss Alaska runner-up, the movie goes a little more like Juno — or, as many a site has effortlessly pictured it, Juneau. Either way, both The Contender’s Joan Allen and Juno mom Allison Janney could easily pull off the role of Sarah Palin, but I’ve got my heart set on someone else for the part (see above). And I’ve gone ahead and cast the rest of the movie, too (see below). But feel free to comment below with your own choices for each of the cast.

    Sandra Bullock as Sarah Palin

    While the obvious lookalike is Tina Fey, let’s just assume that Lorne Michaels has already phoned the 30 Rock star and begged her to guest appear on Saturday Night Live for the couple months leading up to the election (and beyond if McCain/Palin win). I’ve also seen suggestions for Mariska Hargitay (another decent lookalike), Megan Mullaly, Nia Vardalos and Julia Louis-Dreyfus. But I’m going with Bullock, and not only because of the Miss Congeniality factor. Or even that she’s exactly the right age (so is Hargitay). Bullock and Palin share a few similar features, too, yet the major factor in my choice is that this is Palin’s story, and she needs a relatively A-list name to play her.

    Paul Simon as John McCain

    I have to give my brother credit for this one, as he apparently has always thought McCain looks like the singer-songwriter. My best idea was to cast Bruce Willis and age him to look 20 years older. The best thing about Simon, who I’ve always wished had acted more, is that he’s actually a lot shorter than McCain and will caricaturize the idea that the Republican presidential candidate always looks rather stubby.

    Miley Cyrus as Bristol Palin

    If resemblance was key, I’d go more with Amanda Bynes or maybe 7th Heaven’s Beverley Mitchell. But I’m instead choosing “Hannah Montana”, because she’s appropriately scandal-prone. And she’d get the young girls into the audience for whatever message the film intends. Plus, I think there’s a rule that all teen actresses have to star in some sort of young pregnancy movie sooner or later, and this would surely be the most high profile of the sort.

    Chris Isaak as Todd Palin

    As long as we’ve already got Simon and Cyrus, why not add some more musical people to the ensemble? Maybe the movie can even be a musical? While I think Miley’s father, Billy Ray Cyrus, could pass as the First Gentleman of Alaska, there’s just too many people out there who’d get the icky feeling that Todd Palin is actually the father of Bristol’s kid. So, here’s Chris Isaak, who could probably look enough like the guy if he grew a goatee. Another contender, if you’re a fan of Speed and The Lake House, is Keanu Reeves, but my first choice is actually either 20-years-ago Fred Ward or 20-years-ago Patrick Duffy.

    Unknown as Levi Johnston

    In the musical version that’s also geared toward young audiences, Bristol Palin’s reluctant baby daddy would be played by one of the Jonas Brothers. But it’s so common for teen boy roles to be cast with newcomers that I figure the kid would be played instead by a relative unknown. I know it’s a bit of a cop out, especially since I’m really unfamiliar with today’s young heartthrobs, but just look at all the Channing Tatums, Chad Michael Murrays, etc. that pop up every year. Wait, maybe I am familiar enough with today’s teens. Can I change my mind to a now-badass-looking Frankie Muniz?

    Jon Heder as Markos Moulitsas

    The Napoleon Dynamite actor doesn’t exactly look like the Daily Kos founder, but my dream picks, Adam Baldwin (Firefly; Chuck) and John Francis Daley (Freaks and Geeks; Bones), are respectively too old and too young. Anyway, as the political blogger whose site broke the rumor of Palin’s fake pregnancy, which led to the announcement of Bristol’s actual pregnancy, Heder would finally play a much needed serious role. Plus, ‘Kos’ is probably as annoying to many Republicans as Napoleon Dynamite is to me.

    With…

    Bokeem Woodbine as Barack Obama and John Terry as Joe Biden

    TV supporting players Woodbine (Saving Grace) and Terry (Lost) would round out the main cast, save for the rest of the Biden clan, who will be played by random child actors, and Fred Thompson and Paris Hilton, who will appear as themselves. Cindy McCain will be played by Joan Allen (she deserves to be in here somewhere) and Joe Lieberman will of course be played by Deputy Dog.


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  • The Film Paris Hilton Doesn’t Want You To See

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    Che  (2008)

    Paris Hilton and her team have successfully pressured the Toronto International Film Festival into canceling all but one screening of Adria Petty’s Paris, Not France, a documentary about the celebrity heiress which “attempts to explore the Paris phenomenon and how it defines this moment in culture” and is also “modeled after the 1960s “it”-girl film Darling.” Though the film’s TIFF info page still lists three public screenings, TIFF documentary programmer Thom Powers confirmed to me that Paris will screen only once at the festival. “From my standpoint, of course, I wish we could do additional screenings,” Powers told me in an email. “But this is certainly a better option than not showing the film at all.”

    Of course, the big question is why, and that’s something that no one seems willing to give up an answer for. As I’ve noted before, if it turns out that Hilton’s own life resembles the narrative of Darling, that might qualify as embarassing to a different kind of starlet (Orgies! Abortion! Glorified prostitution! Ennui!), but not Paris. As Steven Zeitchik joked when he first blogged about this, “the mind dances at what kind of footage can be seen so newly shameful to Paris Hilton, the enfant teribles whose entire reputation is based on shamelesness.” Zeitchik didn’t name his own sources, who apparently didn’t offer details as to what, exactly, rubbed the celebutante the wrong way. Publicist Mark Pogachefsky’s statement on behalf of the filmmakers is extremely vague: “For a variety of reasons - which we are unable to discuss - the film will only be screened once.  We are optimistic that the film will ultimately be released commercially, but we are not able to comment further.”

    But I’ve got to wonder if there’s more to this than meets the eye. On the surface, you’ve got a rich, fame-hungry girl who allows a filmmaker to document her for publicity purposes as she tries to legitimize her outsized fame by recording an album. A couple of years later, that album is universally considered a joke, and those publicity materials have been expanded into a stand-alone film about Hilton’s relationship to her own celebrity. Paris has obviously lost control, and she’s obviously siccing Daddy’s lawyers on Petty et al in an effort to take that control back.

    But I don’t think we should at all assume that Paris is concerned about whatever the film reveals. Zeitchik predicted that the film would “likely be seen once [at TIFF] and nowhere else afterward…[since] costs from the legal wrangling simply wouldn’t be worth the financial upside for a buyer…like Soderbergh’s Che at Cannes, you may never get a chance to see it this way again.”

    Again, this might be a reasonable assumption if we were dealing with the usual celebrity, but Paris has made a career out of managing the release of imagery that she supposedly didn’t want us to see. From the sex tape which she first sued over and then transformed into both a cash cow and a career platform, to the prison stay that turned into a week-long, weepy melodrama and dominated the news cycle all the way up to Paris’ march out of the county jail and into her mother’s waiting getaway vehicle, all of Hilton’s career high points have involved the transformation of humiliation into triumph. It’s not that her reputation is “based on shamelessness”––it’s that she continually turns events that should be shameful into products for public consumption. I don’t think we’re dealing with anything different here, and I don’t think we shold be surprised.

    It would be one thing if the Hilton camp has insisted that the film be removed from the festival completely––I don’t know the laws, but this is something I assume they would have the right to do, considering that Petty’s footage came from her contract to produce publicity materials for a DVD and is now going towards personal use––but they didn’t. Instead, they’ve made tickets to Paris‘ single TIFF screening a hot commodity. Though technically this single screening at the Ryerson (one of TIFF’s largest venues with about 1200 seats) is open to the public, behind the scenes press and industry folks will jockey for tickets, sucking attention away from the Fest’s competing red carpet events, all but guaranteeing Hilton dominance of the following day’s TIFF coverage. To compare Paris, an unseen celebrity documentary by a first-time filmmaker to Che’s premiere at Cannes–-which, when added in with the film’s seemingly eternal North American distribution limbo, could be seen as a one-film referendum on the state of contemporary auteur cinema––only plays into the Paris plot. Hilton and her people have managed to turn a run-of-the-mill film festival premiere into an must-attend event coulded in mystery. Still think she’s stupid?


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  • The Rock + Klaus Kinski = Lust: Jerking Off To Genre

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    Doctor Zhivago  (1965)

    Teorema  (1968)

    Walk on Water  (2004)

    Traitor  (2008)

    Sociopolitical Drama: Lior Ashkenazi, Walk On Water

    Who is Lior Ashkenazi?  I have no idea.  What I do know is that finally getting around to watching American-born Israeli director Eytan Fox’s 2004 Walk On Water, starring the incredible Israeli hunk Ashkenazi as a Mossad agent who finds himself intertwined in the lives of the grandson and granddaughter of a fugitive Nazi he’s assigned to capture, I realized I haven’t wanted to lay a movie star this bad since I first laid eyes on Daniel Craig’s 007.  The sturdy-bodied, raven-haired Marlboro Man with magnetic eyes and a chin both chiseled and Travolta dimpled is so mesmerizing I can’t get his image out of my head – like a catchy techno tune stuck on endless repeat.  The film itself is a fascinating character study for the first hour – until the characters leave the Holy Land for Berlin, wherein the plot descends into ludicrous soap opera melodrama complete with Deutsche drag queens and Jean-Claude Van Damme damage (and Bruce
    Springsteen’s annoying “Tunnel of Love” stuck on endless repeat).  But none of this really matters because it’s also got – Lior Ashkenazi!  (And just to make me more hot and bothered he even gets naked, the camera caressing his hirsute chest – before he soaps up another man.  And the character is straight.  Continue reading while I take a cold shower.)

    Suspense Thriller: Said Taghmaoui, Traitor

    I recently endured Jeffrey Nachmanoff’s international espionage yawner Traitor (my review at The House Next Door is titled Jihad for Dummies – ‘nuff said) only because it stars Don Cheadle as a devout Muslim/former U.S. soldier/possible terrorist pursued by Guy Pearce’s southern fried FBI man – and my friend Judy talked me into going because she wants to bed Guy Pearce.  (Personally I’ll take Russell Crowe’s L.A. Confidential thug over Pearce’s clean-cut good cops any day, but that’s another column.)

    Fortunately, the one saving grace of this renegade mess comes in the form of Said Taghmaoui (who made his debut in Mathieu Kassovitz’s La Haine) as Cheadle’s character Samir’s baddie pal Omar (or more accurately, “Oh my” every time I think of those sexy flexed biceps as he grips his gun!)  No matter that Omar’s also a religious man, for when I initially caught sight of those dark penetrating eyes set off by a skullcap as he toys with Samir upon their first meeting I fell into immediate lust.  During the shoot and bomb jailbreak scene I even not so piously prayed for Omar’s Middle Eastern garments to shred, to fall from him Incredible Hulk style as he emerges without a scratch.  (Alas, my prayers fell on Nachmanoff’s tone-deaf ears.)  There hasn’t been an Arab actor this Casanova dreamy since Omar Sharif.  And speaking of Omar Sharif…

    Historical Epic: Klaus Kinski, Doctor Zhivago

    O.K., so Kinski only has a cameo as a (what else?) wild disillusioned radical in David Lean’s sweeping take on Boris Pasternak’s Russian Revolution-set novel (screening September 24th as part of the director’s retro at NYC’s Film Forum), but because we’re talking Kinski – a man who doesn’t just chew scenery, but devours it whole like a snake swallowing a rat – his animal passion steals a giant chunk of the show.  The first time I saw Doctor Zhivago it took me a moment to realize the ice-eyed and hot-blooded, nonsensical madman was indeed Kinski.  No, my very first thought was, “That crazy person would make one hell of a lay!”

    The man couldn’t help it.  Kinski was an actor who, onscreen (metaphorically) and off-screen (literally) couldn’t keep his dick in his pants, was always showing it off, swinging it around (and oftentimes using it for pissing matches with Herzog).  Kinski was one of those rare stars with a sexuality that both infused and dwarfed that of the characters he played.  And since I’m on the subject of larger-than-life dudes…

    Documentary: The Rock, Operation Filmmaker

    So I’ll admit it, the only reason I requested a screener of Operation Filmmaker, Nina Davenport’s painfully P.C. doc following an Iraqi student filmmaker plucked from Baghdad and thrown into the vapid world of Hollywood, is because Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson was listed in the credits.  Like with Daniel Craig, I’ll get my rocks off to anything with The Rock in it.  Or, more precisely, I’ll fast-forward through anything with The Rock in it just to get to the rare scene in which he might show some flesh. And by the way, the African-American/Samoan hunk stalked the ring half-naked and steroid-enhanced, baby-oiled muscles bulging during his wrestling days, and now I’m lucky to catch a glimpse of forearm.  What’s up with that?  But then, some men ain’t afraid to show some leg.

    Road Movie: Terence Stamp, The Adventures of Priscilla, Queen of the Desert

    Yup, Terence Stamp, like Mastroianni, is a hottie for the ages.  Even under all that fab makeup and frou-frou frocks in Stephan Elliott’s drag chick flick, those lusty eyes and Frankenfurter bisexual appetite scream “hardcore perv!”  I didn’t buy for one minute that Stamp’s Bernadette Bassenger was the proper good girl on a busload of badass trannies.  I kept thinking of Teorema, expecting Stamp to use that entrancing gaze and cat-like prowl that could never be muted to seduce every man, woman and dingo that got in the way of oncoming Priscilla.  Pasolini knew instinctively that Stamp has a sexuality that is equal parts sinner and saint – a truly unique and intoxicating combination that transcends both time and screen.


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