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More evidence that pandering to teenage wish-fulfilment fantasies has taken the place of Hollywood’s old-fashioned style of earnest moralizing
The title is a lie. The only temptation fought with in this movie is the temptation to be pious and virtuous.
Simon Birch, written and directed by Mark Steven Johnson with a “suggested by” credit to John Irving for A Prayer for Owen Meany, is one of those self-consciously uplifting films, like The Spitfire Grill or Fried Green Tomatoes, that leave one feeling manipulated and disgusted. Like them it has been conceived and designed and put…
Now we know who put the “Ham” in “Hamlet.” Who else but Kenneth Branagh, whose new, four hour movie of the play is his latest bid for the title of world’s greatest actor. And world’s greatest Shakespearean director and entrepreneur to boot. Readers with long memories will remember, perhaps, my strictures against Mel Gibson’s cinematic…
Another political documentary conceived of not as investigation but as entertainment for those who already know all they care to know of its subject — except that it forgets to entertain