Criterion’s release excellently preserves William Wyler’s psychologically probing masterwork.
Twilight Time’s sharp transfer wonderfully preserves Litvak’s long-ago groundbreaking melodrama.
As one scholar says in the accompanying documentary, “You could spend a lifetime studying 1939.”
Not as wicked as the first set, but Gentleman Jim by itself makes it a must for fans.
Robert Aldrich’s work on Baby Jane was already a study in hysteria, and his style for Charlotte is, if anything, even more ornate.
Bette Davis and Agnes Moorehead overact against each other like Miles Davis and John Coltrane traded fours.
It endures as one of the finest Flynn-de Havilland collaborations, providing a grand stage for the duo’s playful, poignant rapport.
If Custer’s beyond-the-grave wish was to protect the Native Americans from corporate cretins, then I’m Errol Flynn.
Didn’t anyone tell Errol Flynn he was no match for the mercurial Bette Davis?
This dismal bore is for Bette Davis completists only.
Dodge City is a well-crafted and perfectly capable western.
The miscasting of Errol Flynn doesn’t distract from the many great set pieces.
Errol Flynn’s wicked, wicked charm helps keep this high seas adventure afloat.
Shiver me timbers, that Errol Flynn’s got some pretty hair for a pirate.