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Spector, 39, has been called a genius, often by himself. In a recording studio, he throws tantrums as easily as other producers turn dials, and hurls invective like a rock-'n'-roll redraft of Erich von Stroheim. His excesses of style and manner are legend, and some call him mad. He has waved loaded guns at musicians, made off with the master tapes of completed albums and held them, like booty, against the pleas of artists and record companies alike. He has been mythologized, parodied (in Brian De Palma's film Phantom of the Paradise...
...cinema and Thursdays and Sundays the best place to be in Cambridge is in one of their long pews. Tonight they will run John Ford's autumn masterpiece The Man Who Shot Liberty Valance (John Wayne, James Stewart, Lee Marvin) at 7:30. Sunday night they will run Von Stroheim's chopped up but still incomparable Greed. There are those who think it is the greatest movie ever made. Or would have been if the front office hadn't gotten its hands...
...heart disease; in Neuilly-sur-Seine, France. Hailed at his death as the greatest French actor of his generation, Fresnay starred in some 70 films. His most renowned role, in Jean Renoir's Grand Illusion (1938), placed him opposite German prisoner-of-war camp Commandant Erich von Stroheim as anachronistically gallant aristocrats trapped in the horrors of World...
...Theater. Renoir recalls the days when he was making a propaganda movie for the French Popular Front, say, in the same sketchy, enjoyable, anecdotal way he recalls everything else--besides its nuggets of information on how Auguste Renoir got his son to sit for portraits or what Erich von Stroheim argued about during the filming of The Grand Illusion, My Life and My Films is easy and quick-reading. But Renoir dismisses these days when workers' power seemed "a possible antidote to our destructive egotism" as irrelevant to a present in which workers have become bourgeois--he doesn...
...neat enough suspense story as his little band hippety-hops across the animal playing fields of England, bedeviled by crows, dogs, cats, automobiles and all the sundry elil (enemies) known to rabbits, not excluding other rabbits. The rabbit-you-love-to-hiss is a sort of lapine Erich von Stroheim named General Woundwort who runs a fascist-state warren. When the mateless hlessil bucks lure comely does from behind Woundwort's Iron Curtain, all bunny-hell breaks loose...