In a French village, Manou is an Italian logger, virile, with a broad laugh. He can't say no to women's sexual invitations, and jealous villagers blame him for recent fires and a flood. He ... See full summary »
A college professor (George Segal) and an English divorcee (Glenda Jackson) meet and marry while on a vacation in France. When the bride returns home she finds life less than rosey as the ... See full summary »
What is real and what is fiction? Faced with writer's block with his novel, Lewis Fielding turns to a film script about a woman finding herself after his wife Elizabeth returns from Baden ... See full summary »
Henrik Ibsen's enduring drama about a Nordic femme fatale - a neurotic, controlling, strong-willed woman who is nonetheless alluring to the males in her town. She is a solitary woman in a ... See full summary »
Young George Matcham visits his uncle Lord Nelson and the vulgar Lady Hamilton. With the clear eyes of youth, he measures Nelson's stature and notes his feet of clay. And yet, Nelson is a ... See full summary »
James Cellan Jones
Harry and Sue Lewis met in the 40es as teenagers living in the Bronx. He was an aspiring architect, she was the most beautiful girl in school, and both had a fondness for bran muffins. They... See full summary »
In the tradition of classic classroom dramas such as "To Sir, With Love," comes the story of dedicated teacher Conor MacMichael (Glenda Jackson), who tries to reach out and give to her ... See full summary »
The sweetest chill. Glenda Jackson is my new fetish doll
Fearing you but calling your name Icy breath encases my skin Fingers like a fountain of needles Shiver along my spine And rain down so divine
Sure, it is so Romantic. But, isn't it time for a revival?
The local branch of my community library does not carry feature films due to limitations of space. Whilst perusing their recently acquired DVD collection of plays, documentaries, and the like--I found the Maids. Why they have this one remains a mystery. It is too exquisite for this town and I say this as an acknowledged elitist poor enough not to let his Self in on the joke. I'm slowly (so slowly) working my way through Genet. I don't read French and I loathe the prospect of losing anything through translation. Fortunately, this production benefits from such an excellent translation that the venom is properly contained and projected where it belongs. This film captures the secret loathing we all share regarding anything pathetic, small and base. This is a political film of the highest order. The politics of power and persuasion. Pain and Delight. The various dances between the players in this film are new, terrifying and mesmerizing. The language of hate. It has never done so much to caress my soft, aching mouth...
I am now officially in love with Solange as embodied by the brilliant Glenda Jackson. I know Ms. Jackson (if you are nasty...) from her portrayal of Charlotte Corday in Marat/Sade. Now I know her as the perfect embodiment of the fetishistic urge for absolution and release. This is one of the few films that I will always consider better than orgasm. Maybe the only one. I do not want to spoil it for anyone who might need to acknowledge their total devotion to the ordered world of excellent things...
I am not to see Dirk Bogarde perfect this devotion to surfaces and corridors in The SERVANT. Then, possibly, DAUGHTERS OF DARKNESS. A dream I had once and it only hurt when I laughed...
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