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| Irma P. Hall | ... | ||
| Jude Law | ... | ||
| Alison Eastwood | ... | ||
| Paul Hipp | ... | ||
| Lady Chablis | ... |
Chablis Deveau
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Dorothy Loudon | ... | |
| Anne Haney | ... | ||
| Kim Hunter | ... |
Betty Harty
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| Geoffrey Lewis | ... |
Luther Driggers
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| Richard Herd | ... |
Henry Skerridge
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| Leon Rippy | ... |
Detective Boone
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| Bob Gunton | ... |
Finley Largent
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This panoramic tale of Savannah's eccentricities focuses on a murder and the subsequent trial of Jim Williams: self made man, art collector, antiques dealer, bon vivant and semi-closeted homosexual. John Kelso a magazine reporter finds himself in Savannah amid the beautiful architecture and odd doings to write a feature on one of William's famous Christmas parties. He is intrigued by Williams from the start, but his curiosity is piqued when he meets Jim's violent, young and sexy lover, Billy. Later that night, Billy is dead, and Kelso stays on to cover the murder trial. Along the way he encounters the irrepressible Lady Chablis, a drag queen commedienne, Sonny Seiler, lawyer to Williams, whose famous dog UGA is the official mascot of the Georgia Bulldogs, an odd man who keeps flies attached to mini leashes on his lapels and threatens daily to poison the water supply, the Married Ladies Card Club, and Minerva, a spiritualist. Between being Jim's buddy, cuddling up to a torch singer, ... Written by Teresa B. O'Donnell <sun.moon.stars@worldnet.att.net>
`Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil' hands one a magnifying glass, a mirror, and a chair by a sun soaked window while we read a published diary. After finishing the second trip into that Savannah party I realized why John Berendt's story brought me back. John Kelso knew more about those amenities that surrounded him in the form of Faberge eggs, polite party kisses and mysterious covered up landscapes. Some have said that the film length was a negative not to be overcome. On the contrary it seemed almost a necessity like those long lazy warmth soaked southern nights listening to the slowness of Spanish moss the two and a half hours seemed relaxing and intriguing. Some things take time to soak in, like a stab in slow motion, the deception of Jim Williams set fades in and out in pools of gossiping chatter and thirstless drinkers. With a cast of smooth talking, cigarette toting originals, from ravenously stunning Chablis to ex-barrister piano banging Joe to prophetic Minerva there are eccentricities for anyone to appreciate and adore. I have chosen to do so and will again I am sure.