Word: flickingly
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...have become broader. Jesus was a fierce champion of the oppressed in The Gospel According to St. Matthew, a crucified clown in Godspell, a befuddled mystic in Jesus Christ Superstar, a well-intentioned charlatan in The Passover Plot. A Danish producer is even trying to turn out a pornographic flick about the Galilean...
...Angeles in the 1930s--right down to the bizarre styles of architecture and where you could find them. They were his life blood. If a guy came from the area, Marlowe could size him up and put him in his place in the time it took the man to flick the ash from his cigarette. Most of all, he liked the company of grifters--it never seemed to matter which side they were on. These types even had their own special language, and Marlowe was a professor of it. He never stopped being a loner, but it always helped...
...spite, or maybe because, of these preoccupations, Pumping Iron is an entertaining film that disappoints what would be common expectations for a bodybuilding flick. Although not a muscle beach spectacular featuring Mike Marvel and his "he-man" friends (in six weeks you can look like this or your money back), the film also would disappoint anyone hoping for an incisive psychological examination of why men would suffer so much pain to deform their bodies. In quasi-documentary form, Pumping Iron cleverly hypes bodybuilding and its main character, Arnold Schwarznegger...
...biting film critique in the Soviet newspaper Izvestia. The plot is "pretty naive and banal," and the purpose of the film is to "arouse a psychosis against the Soviet Union in the Western countries -the evil atmosphere of days long since gone." The offending movie: Telefon, a U.S. spy flick now being filmed in Helsinki. Cast as a brainy KGB agent who goes to the U.S. on a mission, Charles Bronson is denounced by Izvestia as "the stereotype immutable hero of thriller-type movies." Is Bronson crushed? Nyet. "They must like that," he says. "I understand I'm very...
...doesn't seem to matter. Trivial or not, the book is gripping. It is the ultimate disaster flick, on paper instead of in cinemascope, and the entertainment becomes all the more horribly satisfying with the realization that the actors in this script didn't get up and walk away when the camera clicked off. If one is prone to tears or cheers, he will succumb more readily with a reading of Allen's book than a hundred screenings of Earthquake...