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...learned in the Dominican Republic-where baseball really is the national pastime. For as long as he can remember, Marichal has been enthralled by the game, and it still sticks out all over him-in the gleeful way he hogs the batting cage in practice ("Bases loaded, two outs," he chirps, waiting for the pitch. "Base hit! Base hit!" he screams, whenever he connects), in the solicitous way he treats the hordes of youngsters who hound him for his autograph ("I remember how I felt about ballplayers when I was a kid"). Juan's father died when...
Innuendo roars through Silencers, with nothing omitted save scrawling feelthy pictures on the screen. Now and then, Martin sleepily warbles a song parody, his way of adding sauce to all the gleeful violence, drunken driving and self-conscious smut. Chief compensation over the Ion? haul is Stella Stevens' zany, refreshing performance as a tourist who flees a conducted bus tour and plunges into escapades with the resolute air of a girl making every minute of her vacation count...
...exhibited his Homage to New York (once) in the sculpture garden of the Museum of Modern Art in 1960. Despite the efforts of the fire department, his machine destroyed itself. Since then, his bolt-and-nutty contraptions have been more durable. His Dissecting Machine (opposite page) is a gleeful guillotine a gogo, a Grand Guignol comment on man as the victim of his own existence. Says Tinguely: "Life is play, movement, perpetual change. From the moment life is fixed, it is no longer true...
Laurel and Hardy's Laughing 20's pays gleeful tribute to the most durable tandem sight gag ever sprung from Hollywood's Golden Age of comedy. Cinema Anthologist Robert Youngson (Days of Thrills and Laughter, When Comedy Was King) distills the best of this hilarious film from one-and two-reelers made before 1930. His narrative is merely connective tissue, and for no clear reason he rabbets in glimpses of Charley Chase and Max Davidson, two nearly forgotten second bananas from the Hal Roach studio. But blinking, head-scratching Stan Laurel and slow-burning, tie-twiddling Oliver...
...bored lover, Mastroianni is superb, now freezing almost imperceptibly over some affront to his fairly rigid erotic code, now quivering with gleeful, guilty passion as he catches a scent of danger. But his solid performance is wasted in fleshing out a hollow comic premise. In the end, Casanova collapses into palaver about murder and morals in a frantic courtroom scene-the customary last stop for a comedy that has lost its case...