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...after all the errata, the core of the fiction remains incorruptible. Gilliatt is always a mature artist; Schlesinger is often one. When they work in unison they emphasize the callowness of such tentative sexual probes as Carnal Knowledge or Husbarids. And they provide a binary challenge-to the viewer and the film maker. For at its frequent best, Sunday Bloody Sunday proves that no theme, no individual need be beyond the reach of cinema. The faults and excesses of this difficult, contradictory film cannot be glossed over or indulged. Nevertheless, Sunday Bloody Sunday must even now be considered...
...like watching Minnie Mouse play Ophelia-brilliantly. Nobody could believe that Ann-Margret, the Swedish meatball, the female Troy Donahue, the 30-year-old high school cheerleader from Wilmette, Ill., was actually acting. But in Mike Nichols' Carnal Knowledge (TIME, July 5), playing the billowy milkbed the hero frolics on, she opposed Jack Nicholson's grim portrait of a swordless swordsman with a rich and touching study of what happens to a woman when her man won't let her be one. Her work deserved and got the sort of reviews that could win a girl...
...lost the twippet look. Her breasts with suspicious suddenness had taken on melony dimensions. Had she seen the silicone man? Ann-Margret said no. "When I put on weight, I put it on there." Lucky for her. Melony dimensions were required for the role of Bobbie in Carnal Knowledge...
...came when the naked Adam bit the apple-and instantly snatched a towel to his loins. In a sense, all of Director Nichols' work, from Virginia Woolf to The Graduate and Catch-22, has included the same scene: knowledge precedes shame. On the surface, Nichols' new film, Carnal Knowledge, is an unfettered sexual farce. But the subtext carries the chill of fastidious puritanism: sex is dirty; touch it and you get a disease...
Impossible Four. Clearly, Scenarist Jules Feiffer and Director Nichols had more than facile satire in mind. Judging by FeifFer's acidulous cartoons and Nichols' previous work, they are men with considerable powers of observation. But in Carnal Knowledge, their vision is scan deep. Save at the beginning, men and women address one another and are treated as mere organs. Coupling is viewed with righteous distaste. Sex, though essentially joyless as practiced by these characters, must be followed by punishment. The film does glitter with explicit wit, but far too often it is reduced to attitudes posing as people...