Word: hoods
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...time, without a second thought. He just walks into the Harvard Bookstore, say, puts down some change for the New York Review of Books and walks out again with fifty dollars worth of books under his coat. Many of these books he reads, others maybe he gives away Robin Hood-style to his friends. Anyway, moralism being what it is, this guy may have worked out a rational connection between his politics and his book-stealing, but he may just as well not have--who's going to be so dull and bourgeois as to berate him for this petty...
...Robin Hood is having some trouble keeping pace with his legend. A bright, boisterous man with an occasional taste for reflection, he reasons that a man who reaches 40 has had a good and generous life. Since he and Little John both are some years past the mark, Robin supposes that they have been particularly blessed...
...Richard Harris as Richard Lionheart, Denholm Elliott as Will Scarlett, Ian Holm as King John, Kenneth Haigh as the duplicitous Sir Ranulf. There is also the ravishing cinematography of David Watkin, who makes Sherwood into a forest well suited to legend. Particularly there is Sean Connery's Robin Hood, Nicol Williamson's Little John, Robert Shaw's winter-eyed Sheriff, Audrey Hepburn's Maid Marian-and Richard Lester, a film maker of deft wit and frequent brilliance...
...always, the acting is superlative. Gazzara's Cosmo catches all the paradoxes and puzzles of the character, the wired ambition and the rapture over doom. Cassavetes' hoodlums, notably Seymour Cassel, are all unfailingly polite. The one exception is Timothy Carey as a fang-toothed, philosophical hood who eats dinner wearing white gloves and likes to quote the great thinkers. Cassel is curious about why Carey declines to fulfill his assignment and kill Gazzara. Carey curls his lips over his gums, lets a little foam drip, and says, "Like Karl Marx said: opium is the religion of the people...
...cast seems to go gaga about being on the same stage with Katharine Hepburn, and so does Hepburn. She delivers the fizzed-out Schweppigrams that pass for lines as if La Rochefoucauld had bottled them. Ask your neighbor hood palmist what they, or the play, mean. As for Hepburn, she may or may not care. Give a star a star turn and vanita somnia vincit...