Word: insipids
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...features the astonishingly ripe 12-year-old starlet, Brooke Shields, as a child growing up in a New Orleans whorehouse around 1917. Director Louis Malle's camerawork is beautiful, as it has been in many of his earlier films, but the story and acting in this fiasco are purely insipid. Particularly bad is Keith Carradine as the voyeur-dissipant who takes little Brooke away from all the evil and loses her later. Carradine's particular brand of stuporous non-acting was good once, in Nashville, when everyone thought he was acting, but now we all know he's just sitting...
...Woman--For some reason, a lot of critics went beserk over this film, praising it from here to Kokomo as a major advance and a triumph for director Paul Mazursky, who brought us Next Stop, Greenwich Village a few years ago. We can't understand why anyone likes this insipid tale of a hip New York couple that hits the skids for no apparent reason. Jill Clayburgh is appealing but not too good as the put-upon protagonist who is suddenly forced to restructure her shattered life. All in all, An Unmarried Woman presents a shallow and almost unbelievably simplistic...
...Subject Was Roses wastes the talents of three very able performers and the time of the audience. Gilroy's play fairly oozes with a trite plot, an insipid and oft-repeated theme, and a hackneyed conclusion. Whatever dramatic tension there is develops fleetingly in the second act, building to a swift and unsatisfying climax. The story is simple. It's 1946 in Da Bronx. Timmy Cleary has just returned from the Army, back to the not-so-peaceful home of his parents, John and Nettie. They are a middle--class, heavily Irish family, and like all good families...
...this somewhat self-indulgent tone. The opening and closing scenes feature a schmaltzy waltz, played by The Band. The music is reminiscent of a player piano in an Old Western saloon. The visual accompaniments--particularly the closing shots of The Band, alone on a strangely-lit stage, playing the insipid theme--attempt to evoke a feeling of free-floating nostalgia. This final scene adds an untoward note of solemnity to the affair; Scorsese would have been better off closing with the final number of the concert, the full-company rendition of "I Shall Be Released." The desired arty effect appears...
...hereby propose a national campaign to boycott next year's Super Sunday at the Super Bowl, [Jan. 16]. For too long have we faithful fans gobbled up hours of insipid, rampant commercialism for the sole pleasure of watching poorly played, overprogrammed games. It was televised not out of love for the game, but so that huge corporations could beam down their benevolent images upon us. From now on, either we boycott it or they must pay us to watch...