Word: director
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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Ivory might have been helpful, but he is a careful and slightly anemic director, unable to dig out tensions lurking beneath his correct, bland surfaces. The result is a pleasant, pretty entertainment. One suspects that this film is outside its natural element on a theatrical screen, that its mod est virtues would shine to better advantage on PBS. If we had a properly functioning public broadcasting system in the country, American classics like The Europeans might be produced with funds and talent in profusion...
There is also some potential for suspense in a computer whiz, played by Paul Mazursky, who is better known as a director (An Unmarried Woman). The genius' wife is deserting him, he is a hypochondriac and chicken to boot. One imagines he might crack under the add ed strain of the caper, but he never does, and Mazursky's portrayal of a mild-mannered man is only mildly amusing...
There are a trifle too many Chekhovian tableaux artily arranged by Director Tony Giordano - these are distinctly not those "sisters" - but Ladyhouse Blues is the sort of play Chekhov might have liked...
...good in bed," and What Makes a Man G.I.B.? by British Writer Wendy Leigh hits U.S. bookstands next week. Leigh put the question to 49 well-known men and women. She got some startlingly explicit answers. There were only two no-comments, from Television Personality David Frost and Film Director Roman Polanski, who either didn't know or wouldn...
...composer-historian offers an unexampled picture of some 55 years of Soviet musical life. His tender and witty evocation of his teacher Alexander Glazunov constitutes one of the most affecting portraits of a composer in the literature of music. Shostakovich muses over the fates of his close friends, the director Vsevolod Meyerhold, the Red Army Marshal Mikhail Tukhachevsky and others more obscure: composers, an organist, a musicologist. All died in the Gulag. "When I started going over the life stories of my friends and acquaintances," he told Volkov, "all I saw was corpses, mountains of corpses...