My Most Memorable Film
Billy Weber on ‘Days of Heaven’
Terrence Malick’s Days of Heaven (1978) was, and remains, a riveting film. […]
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John Ford’s ‘My Darling Clementine’
I am a war baby who grew up in Texas before leaving for a larger world that included living in Manhattan for 22 years and moving to Los Angeles to work as a story analyst. So, if what I have to say now reads old to anyone, well good — because old has a way of becoming new again, especially when old is as unforgettable as My Darling Clementine. […]
This Quarter in Film History
Sex Sells… a Century Ago
The early silent film Traffic in Souls (1913) remains just as timely as when it was released 100 years ago. The sex slave trade today operates with the same methodology as depicted in this exposé of forced prostitution based on the Rockefeller White Slavery Report of 1910. […]
Union Made
UNION MADE: Keep on Rockin’ in the Free World
Forty years in show biz. I’m so grateful for all the good times. The bad times? They just happened and I’ve stopped trying to explain them. […]
Book Reviews
A Fantasy of Editing Reality
The very title of this book makes its basic premise dubious. […]
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Sydney Pollack’s ‘The Way We Were’
The 1970s were years of change for me. I was pregnant with my first child and struggling with the decision to either give up a career that I had worked long and hard to achieve or subject my unborn child to a mother who could be gone more than not. […]
My Most Memorable Film
Richard Chew on ‘Risky Business’
In the summer of 1983, Risky Business opened to healthy box office returns and launched Tom Cruise’s rise to superstar status. […]
This Quarter in Film History
The Colbert Report: It Almost Didn’t Happen One Night
Eighty years after its February 22 premiere, ‘It Happened One Night’ remains one of the best films Hollywood has ever made. […]
Book Reviews
Lost in Transition
It’s not at uncommon, for transitions to be the editor’s focus, Jeffrey Michael Bays tries to remedy that. […]
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Robert Ellis Miller’s ‘The Heart is a Lonely Hunter’
I am a graduate teaching assistant in Professor Alan Downer’s Twentieth-Century Theatre class at Princeton University in 1968. Along with several hundred students and a handful of other TAs, I am sitting in a lecture hall, eagerly awaiting Downer’s capsule reviews of the movies currently playing in town. […]
