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...some joke and some jeer, some cringe and some cry, some drink and some pray. No man is born brave, but it is a brave sight to see a man acquire courage, and Journey's End shows us that too. This is a spare, sharp, impeccable revival, never quaint, never condescending, never squandering any surplus energy on belaboring the obvious by bad-mouthing war. The entire cast, and especially Peter Egan's taut, tart, nerve-shelled Captain Stanhope, deserves medals at the curtain...
...Dickens, Shelley or Keats cause it's all been said before," on "Every Picture Tells a Story." Part of the man's appeal is the intensity of his emotion, and its closeness to each of us, but its most striking feature is its very lack of the quaint idealism that pervaded earlier love songs. (Like "Chapel of Love," or "To Know Him Is To Love Him," or anything else that Spector did before the sixties). The closeness to harsh reality, when it isn't frightening in its familiarity, is refreshing...
...political lessons were learned in Jack's campaigns, and later in his own quest for a Massachusetts Senate seat. Hersh savors the local pols who were momentarily crucial to Kennedy. Their quaint political world was to achieve national prominence during the Senator's unfortunate 1964 attempt to get Family Retainer Francis X. Morrissey confirmed as a federal judge. That whole public pratfall-the admission of double legal residences and nonexistent law courses-is played out here, but Hersh can offer no real explanation for it beyond misplaced family piety...
Most traditional scientists look on such ceremonials as merely quaint performances that have no significant effect. But Bergman has long disagreed. He was particularly impressed six years ago when he met a Navajo medicine man named Thomas Largewhiskers, who had apparently cured a psychotic Indian woman after a modern psychiatric hospital had failed to help...
...mock-ups haphazardly clumped together, waiting mutely for a last chance to burst into life on film. The short studio roads flow together soundlessly, and it is easy to become disoriented, moving with only a few steps from a brownstone-lined street in little old New York to the quaint cobbled "place" of a French provincial village to the log-fenced parade ground of some frontier outpost. But somehow, out of this bizarre juxtaposition of different times and styles and places comes a strange imaginative unity. In the night and the silence, all the startling, various images are bound together...