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I happened to be in Paris when the Tony Curtis TARAS BULBA opened and
noticed a reference to this showing in what was then the Studio Cujas,
owned by François Trufaut. I figured it for a mistake but the tacky old
thirties lobby cards were out front and the cash box woman assured me
it was Harry Baur. In I went, expecting to be faced by Yul Brynner
leading the Cossacks but no - there was the luminous cast thirties
End of good luck story. This must be next to Baur's worst film both in it's original French and in the gummed together British version REBEL SON. I will admit SECRETS DE LA MER ROUGE is worse - but just. The characters stand about on papier maché battlements declaiming their dialogue, with a feeble love story played by an anachronistically got up Darrieux and Aumant. The Gogol plot is there with all the juice sucked out.
The one imposing scene has the hoard, which appears distant on the horizon, keep on coming till it engulfs the camera but even here they chicken and drop an obvious studio inset in to break it's impact.
In war against the Poles, the leader Cossack sees itself betrayed by one of his threads, been in love the girl of an enemy. An epic fresco in which is lacking the dimension and the breath of Gogol's masterpiece. The composition of Harry Baur - completed in Tarass Boulba's role - deserves nevertheless the bend.
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