resborzage

Absurdly solumn preach fest in which pure as the driven snow innocents are misrepresented, vilified, and abused by cardboard cutout nasties. In case we don't get it, everything stops dead every 15 minutes or so, so that a right minded cardboard cutout can give a (long) speech directing the viewer in the right direction.

Like all of Basil Deardon's films, we have here a message designed to depict his own country and his culture in the worst light. Chimneys belch grey soot, the sky is always cloudy, dirty kids scamper in dark alleys and tenement windows bleakly stare out at us. Visually, a flushing toilet is better looking. Now, I'm off to attend tonight's drag queen story hour at the local grade school.

A very tired remake of a bad Israeli movie, with, i think, Simone Signoret. Reminds me of Mae West in Sextet. Only with tissues for the manufactured blubbering.

Totally not funny 'comedy' which is loud, strident and deeply offensive. Webb does his standard schtick but juiced up to at least a 12 out of 10. Bizarre is one of the kinder things that can be said about this sorry mess. The young lovers are duds, hordes of faceless youngsters scurry about and Coburn looks like he's dead. The way is lips swell and sag is alarming. Too much embalming fluid? Art direction and costume design gone crazy with every set an explosion of faux Victorian rainbow colors. Smug, superior, condescending Hollyweird, just like today's version. Prehistoric woke.