Word: rossen
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Nevertheless, there was something instinctive about Cohn's fancy, if not his fanny. He respected talent, and he succeeded in getting some of Hollywood's best people to work for him. Leo McCarey, Robert Rossen, Frank Capra and George Stevens directed his films; Humphrey Bogart, Jack Lemmon, William Holden, Gary Grant, Irene Dunne, Claudette Colbert and Judy Holliday acted in them. And some of Cohn's features are classics: // Happened One Night, Mr. Deeds Goes to Town, All the King's Men, Born Yesterday...
Married. Hal Holbrook, 41, the virtuoso one-man show in Off-Broadway's long-running (174 performances) Mark Twain Tonight!; and Carol Rossen, 28, aspiring actress, daughter of Hollywood's late Producer-Director Robert Rossen (The Hustler); he for the second time; in Manhattan...
Died. Robert Rossen, 57, Hollywood producerdirector, a onetime boxer from Manhattan's Lower East Side who, after some years as a Warner Bros, scriptwriter, turned to making his own movies "about things I knew as a kid," such as Body and Soul, 1949's Oscar-winning All the King's Men and The Hustler; of a heart attack; in Manhattan...
Story is scarcely the focus of Eye. At the climax, a young wife and mother (Carol Rossen) dies. Before that, her unhappy teacher-husband (Philip Bruns), a Greenwich Village would-be painter, squabbles with her, with his unappetizing children, and with his equally unappetizing in-laws who treat him as an ethnic traitor for not being Jewish. He also covets his best friend's recently divorced wife...
...Director Rossen renders all this with just enough art-film panache to have won Lilith a place among far worthier movies in the recent New York Film Festival. Certainly, the techniques of modern moviemaking are much in evidence. Sound and images overlap. During long silent passages, the characters narrow their eyes at one another, conveying reams of censorable prose in each perfervid glance. The photography is often eerily beautiful-a subaqueous twilight world where everyone's torment finally condenses into eddying streams, stagnant pools and rushing rapids, an unsettling suggestion that the machinery of despair is water-driven...