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Belinda is harshly treated by her father (Charles Bickford) and her aunt (Agnes Moorehead), and is generally regarded as a dimwit. Then the new doctor discovers her and teaches her sign language. She has scarcely begun to blossom when she is raped by the local Lothario (Stephen McNally). She gives birth to a baby, and refuses to name the father. Everyone assumes that the doctor is guilty and he has to leave town. But after a murder and a courtroom scene, everything turns out all right...
Suspense (Thurs. 9 p.m., CBS). Agnes Moorehead in a chiller...
Even so, with better casting Summer Holiday might have turned out to be a pleasant, unusual cinemusical. Walter Huston, Frank Morgan and Agnes Moorehead are just right as the old folks. But the key role is all wrong for Mickey Rooney. Now 27, twice divorced and the father of two, Rooney is still a brilliant if limited performer. But he is no longer Andy Hardy. Playing a bookish kid who recoils from sex in the raw, he gives the impression that he not only knows the meaning of the dirty words on the washroom wall but probably...
There are appropriate performances by Sydney Greenstreet as a mesmerist, blackmailer and general mastermind; Agnes Moorehead as his ruined wife; John Abbott as her twitchy brother; John Emery as an assistant scoundrel; and decorative performances by Alexis Smith as the heroine and Eleanor Parker (the woman of the title) in a double role. It is almost impossible to be frightened by the picture, but everybody involved seems to "savor" the period, as if it were fine old brandy. The brandy isn't as good as all that, but the savor is pleasant in an old-fashioned sort...
...moviemakers have replaced this love story of tortured velleity with one of more baroque appeal-one scarcely, however, so recognizably Venetian, American, or, to name the spade, anything. Briefly, the movie niece (Susan Hayward) is young, has led a void life caring for the old lady (Agnes Moorehead), has compensated by poring over the poet's letters, has conceived a coy necrophilia for him. By day she is the cold spinster, by night ah! with her kitten and her finch and that sill ver oubliette which holds the letters (sweet counterfeits of passion!), she is indeed a very...