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When Ruth Gordon won her Best Actress in a Supporting Role Oscar for Rosemary's Baby (1968) in April 1969, she was asked backstage by the reporters if Mia Farrow was upset at being overlooked for a nomination in the same film. "Nahhh", Gordon replied, "Besides she'll win it next year for John and Mary (1969)." Alas, Farrow was snubbed for this film as well. See more »
I don't want anymore to do with it. Not with jealousy, competition, the sound of bugles when we're all meant to line up for battle. When the bugle blows, I want to go home quietly. Lock the door, take off the telephone. I'll wash my hair, watch the saturday night movie and go to bed with a plate of cornflakes. I can do that most efficiently. I can vanish.
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I know, this is just a small movie, but one that I'm able to see again and again, mainly because of little things as the bright blue sky upon Mia Farrow eating an apple or the original egg-cups in Dustin Hoffman's kitchen. It's difficult to explain but I love every moment of this movie without a strong reason: this is to me as an old family photo, not perfect, but still so dear... Then: good actors, original script, with refreshing ironic touches, and really beautiful set.
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