Mr Blandings Builds His Dream House

A bit of pro-abortion propaganda that can’t stick to propaganda — and so manages to rise above its ideology to near greatness

The best comment on Howard Stern’s Private Parts came in the New Yorker cartoon that showed one rueful movie-goer saying to the other: “I think I hate liking Howard Stern even more than I liked hating him.” Here he presents himself, with the help of Betty (Brady Bunch) Thomas, as just a good old-fashioned, all-American…

Like David Lynch in The Straight Story, Mike Leigh apparently thought it was time to surprise us with Topsy-Turvy. Instead of his usual dark and sardonic and implicitly political look at present- day Britain, he offers us an ostensibly sunny period-piece about, of all things, the collaboration of W.S. Gilbert (Jim Broadbent) and Sir Arthur…

It used to be that Warner Brothers cartoons were an antidote to the unbearable sugary fakery of Disney and his horrible Mickey Mouse. No longer. The Disney monster is reaching out its tentacles to take over everything, apparently. Or so we might think to watch Warner’s clone of a Disney feature cartoon in The Quest…

Suddenly things in the popular culture begin to seem much, much worse than we had thought them. And we hadn’t thought they were good.

It’s nice to know, as I’m sure I’ve said before, that somewhere in the world life on celluloid is still an earnest business and not a sly, postmodern in-joke as it has so largely become in the pampered West. You might have to go to China, however, still not recovered from nearly 50 years of…