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One of the greatest American films of the ’70s, Nashville remains Altman’s crowning achievement.- Entertainment Weekly
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Many strange events ensue — the bugs learn to spell out words with their bodies, people get barbecued and devoured — but none of these marvels is believable.- Entertainment Weekly
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French Connection II is not exactly a fun flick (there’s a harrowing sequence where the bad guys shoot Hackman full of heroin, for example), but in its own twisted way it’s something of an art film — perhaps the most profoundly absurdist and pessimistic detective film ever made.- Entertainment Weekly
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Death Race 2000 isn’t the sharp satire Corman thinks it is, but it’s fun.- Entertainment Weekly
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Still, with everything working against him, the Duke manages to be an old-school badass and stick it to those fancypants Brits.- Entertainment Weekly
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Lisa Schwarzbaum
There’s a self-awareness to Shampoo that gives the movie a cleansing sadness and, oddly, makes Beatty an affectingly amoral roue.- Entertainment Weekly
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Overflowing with Lester’s trademark irreverence and slapstick, these films still retain a vivid and bawdy period flavor.- Entertainment Weekly
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Rowlands gives a harrowing performance as a housewife coming unhinged.- Entertainment Weekly
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It’s one of those rare puzzle-box mysteries where, even if you can’t work it all out, you trust that it all makes sense. And when you do finally solve it — for me, around the fifth viewing — it fills you with the giddy sense of accomplishment you get from polishing off a stubborn New York Times Sunday crossword.- Entertainment Weekly
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The movie Musketeers most faithful to Dumas’ spirit didn’t arrive until director Richard Lester (A Hard Day’s Night) delivered The Three Musketeers and The Four Musketeers. Overflowing with Lester’s trademark irreverence and slapstick, these films still retain a vivid and bawdy period flavor.- Entertainment Weekly
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Anchored by Keith Carradine and Shelley Duvall’s romance and full of Altman’s typical aural flourishes (old-time radio shows serve as the soundtrack), Thieves Like Us proves that it takes both joy and melancholy to equal nostalgia.- Entertainment Weekly
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A silly, impenetrable movie starring Sean Connery (attired in the dumbest costume ever) as a ponytailed barbarian who obeys a giant stone head.- Entertainment Weekly
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Owen Gleiberman
Here, in paranoid, bad acid trip form, is the real birth of girl power. [2000 re-release]- Entertainment Weekly
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Keith Staskiewicz
A sequestered island, a slinky score, a villain with a secret scheme and a deadly prosthesis — it’d be good, cheesy fun even without the centerpiece fight sequences.- Entertainment Weekly
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Mitchum looks like a doomed slab of granite and gives a dynamite performance. The tough-guy dialogue and working-class Boston locations are so realistic it almost feels like you’re watching a documentary.- Entertainment Weekly
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Richard Fleischer’s dystopian thriller set in an overpopulated, famine-stricken 2022 New York is a wonderfully silly slice of future schlock, featuring some of Heston’s zestiest overacting.- Entertainment Weekly
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Clark Collis
Once the lady in question is overturned by a freak tidal wave the tone shifts from unintentionally comedic to undeniably exciting as renegade priest Gene Hackman leads a motley band of souls (including Ernest Borgnine, Shelley Winters, and Roddy McDowall) on their upside down quest to escape from a watery grave.- Entertainment Weekly
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There’s a balletic car crash, a faux-dead-dog gag, a joke involving a baby’s bare bum, and…oh, treat yourself and see it.- Entertainment Weekly
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Owen Gleiberman
It seems pompous and scattershot now -- a tweaking of privileged European smugness that unfolds with a playful daisy-chain logic but has the tone of a quaint, doddering lecture.- Entertainment Weekly
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Dalton Ross
Some may call Night of the Lepus plain ridiculous, but I say any movie that features mutant bunnies being shot, blowtorched, and electrocuted makes for a hopping good time.- Entertainment Weekly
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With his Mephisto-phelean swagger and chewy, good ol’ boy drawl, Reynolds is a chest-beating revelation.- Entertainment Weekly
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In Pink Flamingos, Waters did something subversive and, in its gross way, quite spectacular: He created his own hell-bent, sick-joke Oz, with Divine as its wicked-witch queen.- Entertainment Weekly
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It’s just Paul and Lee hanging out, playing off each other beautifully, every exchange of dialogue a gloveless, effortless toss ‘n’ catch, sparkling under Laszlo Kovacs’ sun-kissed cinematography.- Entertainment Weekly
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Loaded with atmosphere, bared flesh, and a haunting turn by the Dietrich-esque Delphine Seyrig as an ageless countess who hungers for a pair of newlyweds (and their necks).- Entertainment Weekly
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To watch it now is to appreciate more than ever Gene Hackman’s uncompromising talent, Owen Roizman’s great, barely-color cinematography, and a time when the spectacle of a foulmouthed, racist, brutal cop could still outrage as many moviegoers as it excited.- Entertainment Weekly
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Compelling, unflattering performances by its stars rivet this grim romance between a cocky New York grifter (Al Pacino) and the mild-mannered Midwesterner (Kitty Winn) he corrupts.- Entertainment Weekly
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Nicolas Roeg’s art-house adventure is lyrical and intoxicating.- Entertainment Weekly
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The film’s air of doom isn’t what some would call romantic, but as in The English Patient, it heightens the leads’ ardor.- Entertainment Weekly
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Owen Gleiberman
Remains the only rock & roll film that exerts the saturnine intensity of a thriller.- Entertainment Weekly
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[Finney] plays Scrooge less like a Dickens character and more like that crooked man who walked a crooked mile, of Mother Goose nursery rhyme fame. But it’s fun to see him cut a rug at Scrooge’s own funeral to the tune of Leslie Bricusse’s Thank You Very Much, the great show-stopping tune of this otherwise ho-ho-hum musical.- Entertainment Weekly
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The director of Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf? and The Graduate is more at home with minute personal tensions than with the epic hysteria this project required, so file the film under botched masterpieces.- Entertainment Weekly
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As bad as Ebert’s screenplay is, Meyer’s direction is just as choppy. The film also looks ugly.- Entertainment Weekly
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Owen Gleiberman
Describing Woodstock as a concert movie is a little like calling Notre Dame a house of worship. In its scope and grandeur, its feel for the paradoxical nature of an event in which half a million middle-class bohemians created their own scruffy, surging community — a metropolis of mud — Woodstock remains the one true rock-concert spectacle, a counterculture Triumph of the Will. [1994]- Entertainment Weekly
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This heavy-handed relic of a self-loathing time proves surprisingly relevant — not to mention funny, disturbing, and deeply moving.- Entertainment Weekly
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George C. Scott's Oscar-winning portrait of the megalomaniacal warrior general is still the glue holding together this blunt study of war as the ultimate human (and dehumanizing) game.- Entertainment Weekly
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Though one of his later films, Topaz suffers from unusual pacing that drags for long stretches, but it also features exemplary Hitchcock suspense sequences, including a brisk escape set piece in Copenhagen and an impossibly tense scene in Harlem.- Entertainment Weekly
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A pulse-pounding procedural that pieces together the murder of a left-wing youth leader (Yves Montand). A baroque government cover-up is foiled by a tenacious inspector (Jean-?Louis Trintignant) whose rat-a-tat interrogations are like machine-gun fire. This is an amazing film.- Entertainment Weekly
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Even as a kid, I could see that Midnight Cowboy’s true subject isn’t decadence but loneliness...Midnight Cowboy’s peep-show vision of Manhattan lowlife may no longer be shocking, but what is shocking, in 1994, is to see a major studio film linger this lovingly on characters who have nothing to offer the audience but their own lost souls.- Entertainment Weekly
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Remember when ”ER” delivered keen social critiques wrapped in satisfying drama? If you miss that medicine, you need a dose of director Akira Kurosawa’s Red Beard, a three-hour soap opera about a 19th-century Japanese clinic.- Entertainment Weekly
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Sure, some of the puns and in-jokes sound a little dated, but any movie that strings together lines from Shakespeare merely as a throwaway comic riff is, in my book, a film for the ages.- Entertainment Weekly
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The whole thing sinks on the shoulders of its pretty teen stars (Hussey and Whiting), who exhibit all the raw talent and sensuality of bit players in some bad Spanish soap.- Entertainment Weekly
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The premise is certainly alluring. But director Ralph Nelson and screenwriter Stirling Silliphant make a multitude of jaw-dropping choices.- Entertainment Weekly
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Using New York’s famed apartment house the Dakota for all its cavernous shadowiness, and exploiting the 23-year-old Farrow’s tremulous space-child vulnerability to underscore her terror and solitude, Polanski worked with an elegant restraint that less talented filmmakers have been trying to mimic ever since.- Entertainment Weekly
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A black comedy about a rural family that’s devolved into cannibalism, Spider Baby probably struck the few people who saw it as disturbing, but post-Texas Chainsaw Massacre it’s more Gidget than gore, interesting mostly for its cast (Lon Chaney is surprisingly affecting) and black-and-white, early-’60s ambiance.- Entertainment Weekly
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Ken Tucker
A dubbed Italian botch starring a lithe Burt Reynolds as a Native American.- Entertainment Weekly
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John Huston’s adaptation of Carson McCullers’ gothic novella of sexual repression, set in a Southern Army post, gave Taylor one of her most unusual roles. It’s a restrained, sensual performance with moments of high, if warped, comedy: an example of what a director with an original vision could elicit from her.- Entertainment Weekly
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The lead character has been aptly renamed Walker, and, as played by Marvin in what may be the actor’s most emblematic performance, he strides through Los Angeles like a gangland golem: watchful, unstoppable, frighteningly silent.- Entertainment Weekly
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Penn's film oozes an intellectual's fashionable contempt for the characters.- Entertainment Weekly
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References to vibrators and cattle prods mark the emergence of a hipper style of comedy, and, for the kids, there are gratuitous numbers by the Lovin’ Spoonful.- Entertainment Weekly
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The technical dazzle can’t make up for the boring, unsympathetic characters. With no one to root for, this arty, humorless film ends up pretentiously empty.- Entertainment Weekly
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Joe McGovern
It features the best real-life husband-wife pairing onscreen ever.- Entertainment Weekly
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Still, the picture remains the only ”feel good” movie of the entire Cold War corpus.- Entertainment Weekly
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Rebel-with-a-cause clichés are mostly averted by sturdy acting, Oswald Morris’ vivid black-and-white cinematography, and a satisfyingly bleak conclusion.- Entertainment Weekly
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The music (including Ticket to Ride) is wonderful and the European scenery an eyeful, but this is ultimately a movie starring the Beatles rather than a Beatles movie, and there’s a big difference.- Entertainment Weekly
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One of director John Frankenheimer’s best nail-biters of the ’60s, a gritty, realistic war flick in which Burt Lancaster and a host of terrific French character actors try to keep an obsessed Nazi colonel (Paul Scofield) from shipping a bunch of plundered masterpieces to Germany.- Entertainment Weekly
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Owen Gleiberman
They're like gods at play, paragons of pure delight, as they mock and feign their way through a universe of mere mortals. To see the movie again is to realize that they were never entirely of this earth and that they never will be.- Entertainment Weekly
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Chris Nashawaty
Hepburn doesn’t know whom to trust and neither does the audience, which is what makes this Hitchcock-lite thriller so much fun. The chemistry between the two leads — something surprisingly missing between Depp and Jolie — is electric.- Entertainment Weekly
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Karen Valby
Assuming you love animals — hell, even if you don’t — this is one of the best buddy movies ever made.- Entertainment Weekly
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Screenwriter John Osborne and Richardson (both received Oscars as well) came up with a smart solution to the problem of adapting an 18th-century literary classic: Turn it into bawdy slapstick with generous helpings of then- daring sex and violence.- Entertainment Weekly
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Fellini weaves the director’s memories and fantasies into a brilliant blend as Guido comes to realize that lives, like movies, need direction.- Entertainment Weekly
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Despite wooden performances, the final feature filmed in true Cinerama is great fun and holds a wiiiiiide spot in cineasts’ hearts.- Entertainment Weekly
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This gonzo satiric thriller is a riveting portrait of early-60's paranoia. [15 Nov 1996, p.82]- Entertainment Weekly
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The Brain That Wouldn’t Die has an equally familiar basic plot (mad scientist tampering in God’s domain), but it’s grimmer (a fair amount of gore), sleazier (B-girl catfights), and cruel to its leading lady, an attractive actress who spends most of the picture shot from the neck up, with her seemingly disembodied head sitting in a laboratory pan.- Entertainment Weekly
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Stanley Kubrick’s adaptation of Vladimir Nabokov’s wicked, witty hymn to forbidden love loses some bite in the journey from novel to the screen, but it’s got its plummy pleasures, including a wonderfully subtle James Mason as Humbert Humbert, obsessed with the delicious Sue Lyon as the 14-year-old Lolita (bumped up from 12 in the book), and a marvelously blowzy Shelley Winters, hilarious as Lolita’s sexually voracious mom.- Entertainment Weekly
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While some may be put off by talk of ”abnormalities,” the inner struggle depicted so poignantly in Victim has not dated at all.- Entertainment Weekly
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El Cid remains a visually sumptuous film graced with a passionate score by Miklos Rozsa.- Entertainment Weekly
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With his ripe lips, flirty eyes, and pre-Calvin Klein-era androgynous appeal, the 24-year-old Warren is utterly believable as a boy who drives Natalie Wood plumb insane with sexual frustration in William Inge’s overheated melodrama.- Entertainment Weekly
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Paul Newman won his Best Actor Oscar for its 1986 sequel, The Color of Money, but he executed an equally award-worthy turn in Robert Rossen’s jazzy, boozy pool-hall morality play.- Entertainment Weekly
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Taylor’s work is several notches above the botched material, adapted from the John O’Hara novel.- Entertainment Weekly
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Owen Gleiberman
The one scene with a hint of the eccentrically detached brilliance that would come to define ”Stanley Kubrick Movies” is the climactic battle, in which marching blocks of Roman soldiers are mowed down by fire: It’s war as the greatest halftime show ever choregraphed. Until then, Spartacus envelops you in the sort of bedazzled hero worship Hollywood never quite managed to bring off this rousingly again.- Entertainment Weekly
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Wells purists may balk, and Pal’s then state-of-the-art effects do look cheesy by today’s Industrial Light & Magic standards, but The Time Machine retains an appealing Victorian charm. Taylor, the Mel Gibson of the ’60s, is a pleasure to watch.- Entertainment Weekly
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This is where the brilliant second act of Lewis' career begins.- Entertainment Weekly
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The unconvincing wraiths appear whether you like it or not in this good-for-a-few-laughs feature.- Entertainment Weekly
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Wilder’s movie manages to be a scathing social satire and cautionary tale (the corporate lingo is prescient: ”preliminarywise,” ”manpowerwise”); a brilliant physical comedy (Lemmon’s tennis-racket-spaghetti-straining skills are superb); and a devastating romance between Baxter and Miss Kubelik (Shirley MacLaine). All of which makes Wilder’s masterpiece tough to take if you’re looking for a laugh riot.- Entertainment Weekly
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Nominated for five Oscars, Pillow Talk led to two more Day/Hudson collaborations, but this is by far the best.- Entertainment Weekly
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Shockingly nonlinear, boasting a cast of the once great (Lugosi), the never-even-good (Lyle Talbot, Tor Johnson), and the unbelievably motley (”psychic” Criswell, cinch-waisted Vampira), its 79 minutes are jam-packed with insanity, and those tin plates on strings that Wood tries to pass off as flying saucers are the least of its delights.- Entertainment Weekly
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Ty Burr
A film that goes where many others have gone (yes, this is Scrooge for Ph.D.s) but with a subtlety few have dreamed of?- Entertainment Weekly
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A prime example of a brilliant director’s stealthy use of a denigrated genre to slip in subtle social comment and genuine pathos.- Entertainment Weekly
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Barbie-doll-slim Princess Aurora, cursed to enter suspended animation at 16, and her Abercrombie & Fitch-worthy savior Prince Phillip, who literally rides a white horse — aren’t as much fun as the three fussy-old-lady fairies who become their protectors. This movie is all about the lure of supporting ornamentation.- Entertainment Weekly
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Essentially, it’s a slow-moving, low-rent Moby Dick with portentous voice-overs and unconvincing process shots of Spencer Tracy in a studio tank. In fact, why director John Sturges (The Magnificent Seven) bothered to make it remains a mystery.- Entertainment Weekly
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William Wyler’s sprawling Western about iron-willed ranchers squabbling over desirable land, The Big Country, is one of the prime wide-screen epics of the late ’50s, but today it’s remembered mostly for composer Jerome Moross’ magnificent Big Sky score.- Entertainment Weekly
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The manipulative Maggie, irritated by the heat and by Gooper and Sister Woman’s ”no-neck monsters,” is among Taylor’s most accomplished creations and earned her a second Oscar nod; the performance has an inner coil in it, as if something were ready to spring at any second.- Entertainment Weekly
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The original The Fly scared baby boomers something fierce in its day, but time hasn’t been kind to it; in fact, its big scare moments seem almost ludicrously chaste.- Entertainment Weekly
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A film noir great... Just to see and hear the extraordinary 3 minute and 20 second opening sequence — a fluid tour de force tracking shot — without impediment of opening credits and street-sound-masking movie score is accomplishment enough.- Entertainment Weekly
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The Bridge on the River Kwai is that rare film about something as seemingly black-and-white as World War II that is colored entirely in shades of gray, and the better for it.- Entertainment Weekly
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If you’re looking for cool, here’s Elvis Presley at his absolutely arctic.- Entertainment Weekly
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What seemed steamy in 1957 — a reasonably frank look at mental disorder and repressed sexuality — is today the stuff of Oprah.- Entertainment Weekly
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The most unpretentious and poignant sci-fi film of them all.- Entertainment Weekly
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Boiling over with heated acting and schmaltzy scores, Douglas Sirk’s ’50s melodramas tap neatly into our collective trash psyche. Penetrate the surface, however, and they’re as serious and heartfelt as their director was.- Entertainment Weekly
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The kind of Swiss-watch precision and attention to detail that would eventually get Kubrick labeled Hollywood's most notorious perfectionist.- Entertainment Weekly
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Godzilla is still the most awesome of tacky movie monsters — a Jurassic knockoff of King Kong whose ritual stomping of Tokyo never quite lets you forget that you’re watching a man in a lizard suit trash a very elaborate toy train set.- Entertainment Weekly
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It’s quintessential ’50s male chauvinism, and Nielsen plays it with a man’s-gotta-do-what-a-man’s-gotta-do stiffness.- Entertainment Weekly
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