A cop, a Brit, a deb, a B-school grad, a guy with good hair, and a wisecracking lawyer wrestle with the naked truth about literature and life.
Tuesday, June 27, 2006
Dissing "The Searchers"; Praising the Union; Coveting Titles...and Animal Husbandry
By Paul Levine
NEW ON DVD: The 50th anniversary edition of The Searchers, John Ford’s scenery-rich but cornball western. I’ve never understood why the movie was named to the American Film Institute’s Top 100 list. So I was glad to see Robert Duvall’s comments in Sunday’s Los Angeles Times. Duvall, who has appeared in six films on the Top 100 list, says he struggled to get through The Searchers, “finding it too stagy and Ford’s frontier men unrealistically ‘up, up, up’ and with a superimposed energy, not their own.’”
In other words, Ford’s direction of the actors was just lousy. Spencer Tracy once said that the trick was “not to let them catch you acting.” If so, The Searchers fails miserably. And it’s no excuse that the movie is 50 years old. The Maltese Falcon is 65 years old and holds up well. Sorry, but pretty shots of Monument Valley (ludicrously standing in for Texas) and cinematic symbolism (John Wayne, the outsider, standing yep, outside the door frame) aren’t sufficient to make a great movie.
MEDICAL QUIZ UPDATE: Last week, I asked readers to guess my hospital bill at Cedars-Sinai for a 26-hour visit. First prize: a new knee. No, wait. I got the knee. The first person who came within 15% of the actual bill would get a signed book. But no one who posted here or sent e-mail to me directly came close. Most guesses were too low; some were too high.
The correct answer: $57,886, not including the surgeon or anesthesiologist. (Like some motels on Ventura Boulevard, the operating room charges by the hour: $11,424 for the first hour, $9676 for each additional fifteen minutes. Clean sheets are free).
Now, before you start chipping in, I have excellent insurance thanks to battles fought before my time by unionized screenwriters. I’m a member of the Writers Guild of America, and my share of that bill is $950.
TITLES I WISH I’D THOUGHT OF:
The Only Good Lawyer by Jeremiah Healy
Legal Tender by Lisa Scottoline
Hot Damn by James W. Hall
BEST HEADLINE OF THE WEEK: "For His Next Trick, My Husband Will Put the Seat Down." It's in Sunday's"Modern Love" column in The New York Times, where Amy Sutherland writes that she learned how to deal with her husband by working with wild animals. [My wife Renee asks, what's so surprising about that?] Ms. Sutherland writes: "The central lesson I learned from exotic animal trainers is that I should reward behavior I like and ignore behavior I don't. After all, you don't get a sea lion to balance a ball on the end of its nose by nagging. The same goes for the American husband."
LEGAL BLOGS: No...not, as opposed to illegal blogs. I'm talking about blogs that comment on the courts, law firms, and the general dissaray of the so-called justice system. As a recovering lawyer, I'm addicted to these musings. You'll find a good selection at Law.com. One of them, the lively May It Please the Court, by Newport Beach lawyer J. Craig Williams, was just named "best individual weblog" by the Los Angeles Press Club.
And that's the news from Lake Hollywood and Sea World...Paul Levine
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A few of my favorite titles:
ReplyDeleteTHE TRANSITIVE VAMPIRE: A Handbook of Grammar for the Innocent, the Eager, and the Doomed by Karen Elizabeth Gordon
THE HAGGLER'S HANDBOOK: One Hour to Negotiating Power by Koren & Goodman
THE KEY TO REBECCA by Ken Follett
I don't know, Mark. If you move to San Diego, you'll miss all those wonderful winters in the Midwest. It'll get boring. Ocean sunsets, soft breezes, dolphins dancing on the water. Trivia question. In the wacky 1973 film, "Day of the Dolphin," where George C. Scott taught the animals to speak, whose voice was used? Answer: Buck Henry, who also wrote the script. Which begs the question...why weren't the dolphins funnier?
ReplyDeleteI'm a major fan of your books [and blog], but somehow I missed your deal to guess your medical bill's amount. I would have guessed $57, 886.50. So I *guess* I'll just have to buy your book and add it to my collection of *every single book you've ever written.*
ReplyDeleteAs for The Searchers, I've never paid to watch a John Wayne movie [I didn't like his politics, nor his oft-quoted opinions on women - one of which I use in my latest book], but I remember watching The Searchers on TV and spending the whole film staring into Jeffrey Hunter's eyes. Ah, the foibles of youth.
[Some of] my favorite titles:
THE LOTTERY by Shirley Jackson
BOYS AND GIRLS TOGETHER by William Goldman
GONE, BABY, GONE by Dennis Lehane
TO SPEAK FOR THE DEAD by Paul Levine