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Down Mass Ave toward Central Square, Bel Canto cooks the currently chic deep dish pizzas. This is plain and simple gluttony, and to compound the crime, Bel Canto features limousine liberal toppings like broccoli, raisins and spinach. Pretty soon they'll be using brie cheese...
There is something-and these days, when most movies resemble Bel Air rummage sales, it seems a precious thing-called directorial integrity. It does not mean that the man behind the camera tithes his salary for Cambodian refugees; it means he knows how to make movies: how to shoot and edit pieces of film so they cohere, blend to create laughter or suspense, speak eloquently in the special language of the cinema. Steven Spielberg, Alan J. Pakula, Martin Scorsese, John Carpenter know the language. So does Australian Director George Miller, whose first feature contains sequences of violent, pure cinema poetry...
...entertain an audience, it had better be in the context of a story containing a liberal, humane moral. Somehow his roles -whether as investigative reporter or up-the-organization cowboy-suit him in his maturity, as they do not most other leading men, about whom the sweet odors of Bel Air and Rodeo Drive cling. There is something of the authentic knothead about Redford...
...Motion Picture Academy, which likes to give its awards to people who trumpet the loftiness of their themes, contented itself with nominating Hitchcock five times as best director. The only Oscar he got was a career-end special. Even after his death last week at 80 in his Bel-Air home, there were implacably middlebrow critics insisting that Hitchcock never placed his impeccably subtle technique in the service of "serious" matters. As if his lifelong contemplation of the way disorder violently intrudes upon the blithe assumptions of ordinary men that the world is a logical place were not a serious...
...Couple of Comedians, Narrator David Ogilvie-gagman of the title team -makes a list, in descending order of status, of the Los Angeles hotels favored by showfolk. He does it perfectly, beginning with the Bel-Air, ending with the Montecito. This may seem a small felicity, but it is precisely the sort of thing that writers of parboiled Hollywood romans à clef usually get wrong or skip altogether in their haste to get to the casting couch and the boudoir...