Word: mercourial
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...will have no hero: it is a vast collection of vignettes following the war from 1942 to a confrontation between a U.S. soldier and a Russian soldier in late 1945. Its stars-including Eli Wallach, George Hamilton, Peter Sellers, Vincent (Ben Casey) Edwards, Jeanne Moreau, Romy Schneider and Melina Mercouri-are so numerous that The Victors may turn into The Second Longest Day. But there is no cause for alarm in the lofty moral tones of Carl Foreman's third inaugural. Foreman, by his own definition, is just a born failure. The Victors should be just as tremendous...
Baffled by the anxiety of a U.S. newsman to learn her vibrant statistics. Cinemactress Melina (Never on Sunday) Mercouri marveled: "In Greece we don't care if a woman is small or tall or how she is built. We judge her on her charm, tone of voice, and her capacity to listen to a man well. I never give anyone my measurements. I don't know them, so how could I? I could find out what they are. but I really don't see what the argument is about...
UNIVERSITY: NEVER ON SUNDAY, supposedly a shocking and corrupting movie by versatile Greek producer-director Jules Dassin ("Rififi"), is at least funny, and consistently so. It has an interesting outlook, and Melina Mercouri too--who is a major part of the outlook. Starts Wednesday: COME SEPTEMBER, a comedy of questionable value starring Rock Hudson, Gina Lollobrigida, Sandra Dee and (inevitably) Bobby Darin. The story of attempted seduction on the Riviera, it is inconsistently funny, but it has its moments...
Where the Hot Wind Blows (Titanus; Embassy). "Gigolo!" hoots a smalltime Italian racketeer (Yves Montand) when his son tries to run away with a wealthy married woman (Melina Mercouri). In shame the boy abandons her. His father then looks the woman over, approves of his son's selection and announces suavely: "You cannot go home. My room is at your disposal." Stunned, she follows him. In the room he grabs her, kisses her, slugs her, rips her dress away. "Please," she murmurs seductively, "turn out the light." Triumphant, he turns to do as she asks, turns back in horror...
...blame for the rest, which is mildly but consistently awful. Adapted crudely from La Loi, Roger Vailland's fine Prix Goncourt novel of 1957, Hot Wind is laden with too many big European names (Gina Lollobrigida, Marcello Mastroianni, Pierre Brasseur, Paolo Stoppa, in addition to Montand and Mercouri). When not glumly stumbling over each other or aggressively hogging the camera, the actors all seem loyally determined to play down to Actress Lollobrigida's level, and with the help of the worst dubbing job since Mickey Mouse first spoke in Swahili, they just about make...