Did Cassius Clay invent the media circus? Here he is, by that point Muhammad Ali, manipulating the *#@! out of his image.
By the way, he does admit that he shouldn’t have been calling himself “The Greatest” back in ‘64, as Allah takes that heavyweight title.
SO EVIL MY LOVE (1948) seemed like it would never end. As a rule, the period Brit Crime films (like this one, set in the Victorian era) are duds.
The tell-tale buzz of a motor boat; cuckolded Claude Rains using a damning playbill as a coaster; the sweat on Ann Todd’s brow as she contemplates going under the Underground. David Lean flushes us down the flashback in THE PASSIONATE FRIENDS (1948).
Why doesn’t the head of the MPAA affix his signature to the bogus ratings they give American films?
NOW, VOYAGER (1942) lap dissolves. Bette Davis confirms what we women have always suspected: a groomed eyebrow changes everything.