King’s Row (1942)

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A sort of post-modern tragedy — if that’s not a contradiction in terms — that is too faithful to the novel but will probably win lots of Oscars for it

Readers may remember my reservations about the all-but universally praised L.A. Confidential a few months ago — a film which I note continues to garner award after award from less fastidious critics. Yet, thought I, what was the point of a movie in which everybody but a couple of utterly self-absorbed heroes is basically scum?…

A movie about a horse with the heart of a champion doesn’t have a heart of its own

A chick-flick for women of a certain age — and a certain age greater than their emotional one

True, her movie is pretty bad, but Brittany Murphy is my new pin-up girl