Word: pacino
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...couple issuing from the Cadillac turned out to be unrecognizable. Lip gloss, hair spray, three-tone streaks, cocoa-butter tans, insecure Zapata mustaches and wine red crushed velvet tuxedos: the women looked like tennis club matrons and their escorts like croupiers. The teenies had come for Al Pacino, but he was in New York. Prodded by the eupeptic booming of the outside master of ceremonies, they stayed to squeal at Walter Matthau and (in some puzzlement) at the evening's representative of the muse of irony, Gore Vidal. When Elizabeth Taylor, almost the last survivor of the studio star...
...away the virgin's shrewish grandmother and the entire vile English country estate to our intense delight. Another dull melodrama to be avoided is Sidney Lumet's Dog Day Afternoon, unless you go for two and a half hour fag jokes in the guise of sympathy and relevance. Al Pacino's acting is excellent but does not overcome the ridiculous role he is saddled with...
...time bank robbery that, as the titles proclaim, actually took place in New York three years ago. It was one of those suffocatingly sticky days in late August when, supposedly, dogs go mad and people lose control, no longer able to keep their secret passions on ice. Sonny (Al Pacino), a nervous bungler, tries to pull off a heist in half an hour, scrambling the job so badly that it becomes an all-day extravaganza...
...Pacino nearly holds the film together. His brown eyes are great pools of Italian soul (though he's supposed to be Polish), and his mournful dachshund face looks scared as he explodes into frenzied wisecracking when his plans crumble. Pacino has some of Woody Allen's earnest ineptitude: raiding the cash registers, he tries to burn the receipts in a compulsive fit and causes a wastebasket fire that attracts passerbys. "I'm a Catholic, I don't want to hurt anybody, ya understand?" he screams in a panic, upsetting a potted fern. Instead of getting out fast, he dawdles...
...Pacino, as the "brains" of the operation, gives an electric performance, charged with a lunatic energy that expertly captures the weird blend of confidence and self-deprecation (if not hatred) that marks the paranoid syndrome...