Word: joy
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...heading up a country road. He eats?and drinks?anything and everything that is put before him. Like his songs, he can easily be witty. But like his songs, he is also much turned in upon himself, rarely talkative, sometimes edgy, always haunted by the precariousness of human joy...
...tightly in his palm, the camera is his constant companion. At any instant, any place, Henri Cartier-Bresson may suddenly lift his battered Leica to eye level, click the shutter and return instantly to whatever he was doing before what he calls "the decisive moment." Capturing such moments-usually joy, sadness, love, a memory reflected in a face or posture-has been Cartier-Bresson's life and profession for more than three decades. He has become the master of the documentary photograph...
...cannot even carry a tune or complete a prayer. But, Williamson demonstrates, the attributes of his youth are linked like traits in a gene. Denying one, he has denied them all: poverty, humanity, lyricism, grace. The boy whose father could not find work now cannot find joy. His sooty origins have become as nothing to the putrefaction of his workdays. That is the master actor's detailed and tragic interpretation, the only justification needed to see the film...
...COURSE, the Steins eventually do leave; the buoyancy of their presence, made possible by Rae Allan's Streisand-like comic timing and Bill Macy's nasal, controlled delivery, contributes joy to this spectacle of lives still tawdry and depressing, but not really worth watching if it had been limited to Anna's nightmares of mother guppies consuming their young, puppies being crushed by giant trucks or, for that matter, Catherine's suppressed nymphomania. Julie Harris as the Captain's wife in Reflections in a Golden Eye, to my mind, patented the whole type of the skinny schizoid, and her mannerisms...
...serious visitors, their achievements-which were erratic as well as kinetic-provided moments of explosive joy along with a dumbfounding divergence of styles...