Word: mgm
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Black Rock (MGM) starts Metro off on the New Year with its best footage forward. It is a tight film, told in quiet words and simple pictures that give it an uncommon quality of economy...
Deep in My Heart (MGM) stars Actor-Dancer-Singer-Comic José Ferrer in the life story of Composer Sigmund Romberg. As Ferrer plays him, Romberg is just Ferrer with a Viennese accent. When the story begins, in 1911, Romberg is a piano player in a Manhattan restaurant belonging to Anna Mueller (Helen Traubel); when it ends he has made the big time. This thread of a story sews together some patches and snatches from Romberg shows (Maytime, The Desert Song, etc.), most of them super-duper production numbers. Among the performers: Rosemary Clooney, Gene Kelly, Jane Powell, Vic Damone...
Green Fire (MGM) spreads caviar on hardtack-which hardly improves the hardtack, and pretty well spoils the caviar. Grace Kelly is the delicacy in question, and what she is wasted on here is an ordinary Grade B jungle bungle. In Green Fire, as in Mogambo, the only other picture she has made at Metro, Grace is caviar to the crocodiles. A coffee heiress, she lives on a South American mocha finca. The nearest eligible male is weeks away. Hold on though, here comes Stewart Granger up the river, looking almost as hungry as she does. He is not hungry...
Enough people have been haunted by Father MacEwan over the past ten years to bring his HMV, Parlophone and British Columbia recordings past the million mark in sales (MGM Records plans to market U.S. releases soon). With the proceeds Father MacEwan helped rebuild his parish church of St. Margaret's, Lochgilphead in Argyll, Scotland and contributed to both a mental and a TB hospital. Now he accepts concert engagements only during his vacation. Says he: "Eleven months of the year, I do my ordinary job. I sing only Masses and benediction and all. My parishioners are quite used...
Beau Brummell (MGM) is a $3,000,000 spare-no-expense attempt, egregiously cast, costumed and colored (in Eastman Color and Technicolor, too), to take the moviegoer on an elaborate tear through 18th century England. Censorship being what it is, the spectator generally has to take the vulgar intention for the vicious performance: he sees the ornate Regency sofa, but not what happened on it. Art Director Alfred Junge and Costume Designer Elizabeth Haffenden are in fact the real hero and heroine of this picture. The script (based on the old Clyde Fitch-Richard Mansfield heart-tugger that had four...