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Stories written about bars become tiresome after a while. The faces, the cigarette smoke, the chatter and chintzy music tend to blend into an indistinct, sickly blather. And the same, hopefully, will happen with what has become the "in" bar in Washington, the White House. Then, perhaps, the American public will learn what the new president is really like...
...interesting to recall the battles of the past, as Nixon does so well and so frequently, and it's reassuring to know once and for all that in the privacy of his own home, the president is just like folks, talking about saving his own hide without his accustomed blather about peace with honor or national security...
Chile: with poems and guns is not a complete film. For example, it does not sufficiently explore the relation of UD to the Christian Democrats or disagreements with UP. What it does do, vividly, is establish a perspective on the blather which North Americans have heard these last three years about Allende, the Chilean working class, and the prospects for socialism. It relates Chile's experience to the experience of U.S. workers and is particularly sensitive to problems of racism, sexism, and the exploitation of children. What shines through the horror, the anger and frustration is the Chilean people...
...breaks; then, using his fugitive status as a cover, he is to track down a major violator of the Official Secrets Act. There are drug injections, escapes, captures, car chases, beatings, doublecrosses and whatnot. There are even two novelties: a woman kicked in the groin and a bit of blather about letting the Commie spies go, since everyone seems to be letting bygones be bygones these days. Within the limits of the genre, this stuff is handled well enough. It just seems terribly redundant, even to the people involved...
...Easter Rising of 1916, a kind of futile miniature war seen through the eyes of the innocent bystanders. O'Casey's tragicomic vision is almost as constant as Shakespeare's, and his ironic sense of people and events moves always through counterpoint. After some fancy blather about "the glory of bloodshed," one sees the terrible reality of a boy dying of a stomach wound. Nora (Roberta Maxwell) pleads desperately with her husband not to go on with the fighting. He leaves her, is killed, and she goes affectingly...