Word: laughs
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...there, my grandmother Lil was sitting at her desk, wading through the many cards from friends and well-wishers, explaining that she had heard from people "all over the world." ("Look," she added for evidence, "Here's one from Philadelphial") She has big, bright eyes and a screamingly raucous laugh. She seems to bounce in her chair...
...have been six others; in a recent letter, he spent one of his precious six lines talking about the grandchildren he was going to have. Patty's literary criticism: "He was probably just horny." She has sent him letters and packages; one contained a gift that brings a rare laugh from her, and may have been her response to his musing about grandchildren: some scandalous, yellow-striped underwear. "But I don't think he got them," she says. "Maybe some V.C. or North Vietnamese is walking around looking very pretty...
...Husbands: That it gives a better picture of a kind of lingering desperation than has ever been shown before; that it is John Cassavetes' finest work; and that it is an important, and a great film. Cassavetes insinuates his movie into the lives of his audience, making viewers laugh or ache as if they were reliving individual memories. Husbands may be one of the best movies anyone will ever see. It is certainly the best movie anyone will ever live through...
Husbands is primarily a film about pain and loss, but it is also boisterously funny. Cassavetes finds some of his most shattering moments of revelation inside comedy, and he is expert at portraying the anguish close beneath each laugh. Harry, Archie and Gus are growing old without ever having grown up. There is a long sequence in a bar, for example, with the three men and a crew of drinking buddies sitting around singing their favorite songs, that abounds with invention and unforced humor sufficient for at least a dozen other movies...
...longer able to act, Harry and Jack observe and remember. They watch the people who walk by their table, discuss them, recall others like them. Although their recollections are often funny, Jack and Harry cannot laugh; they can only smile. And cry. Even their pasts seem alien, and time, all they have left, is an enemy. "You wonder how there was ever time for it all," Harry muses. "Time?" Jack replies. "Don't mention it." Each day is the same. They go to breakfast, and then to lunch, and then they take tea, and then they leave for dinner...