It’s really awful. Melodramatic all the way through, but also *seriously *racist. (Made by the same producer as Gone With the Wind.) Anyone who thinks thinks haven’t gotten better in that regard should watch this and see how far we’ve come (even with the obviously great problems we still have).
Good question about Scorsese.
It’s a little OTT for sure, but I don’t mind that one.
LOL, right? I guess they were trying to lean into the “in the Sun” part.
That producer, David O. Selznick, was trying to top “GWTW” was Duel in the Sun and ended up driving himself to the verge of a drug-induced nervous breakdown. As might be expected with this film, the story behind its making is far more interesting than the final product. If you’re curious, you may want to check out David Thomson’s biography of Selznick, Showman, or the compilation of Selznick’s memos that was put into book form. To say Selznick was a control freak would be a gross understatement.
I’ve also seen Duel in the Sun and … it’s mess. I was more bothered by the casting of Gregory Peck as the bad-boy son but that’s only because I’m more familiar with him playing stolid and quietly heroic characters like Atticus Finch. Duel in the Sun was an early role before his film image was set. (For the record, his Joseph Mengele in **Boys From Brazil **didn’t work for me either.)
I remember SMH at that one. Baby # 1 is delivered (using some kind of vacuum extractor that seems to eliminate the need for labor) and she gasps “Luke”, then baby # 2, she whispers “Leia” and then she just fades out.
LOL, yeah. That was pretty funny, but it was clearly intended to be absurd and silly. I was thinking about deaths that are intended to be taken as seriously as the proverbial heart attack, but which are unintentionally self-parodying.
Pretty much any old movie that featured the heroine dying of consumption (tuberculosis) had the same formula. She’s lying in bed, speaking barely above a whisper, then coughs one little cough, slumps, and closes her eyes. Greta Garbo may have pulled it off in Camille, but that only proves what a great actor can do with bad material.
The entire part up to and including the death of Satine in Moulin Rouge! was the most weirdly over-the-top moment of excess in a weird, over-the-top movie stuffed full of excess. I’m undecided whether it was unbelievably ridiculous or unbelievably brilliant, but I lean toward the former.