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That's fascinating. Thinking about it just now, it is my favorite film, but I can't recall having a single conversation with anyone about it. Same goes for Jules et Jim, 2001, and Lawrence of Arabia; others which are never far from my mind. How terribly melancholy. Needless to say, I am grateful for this site to be

Found it. Master of the House (1925).

Mine as well! Criterion has a new Carl Th. Dryer blu ray coming out in April that looks tremendous.

Don't say that…. aw man, don't say that. Tears. There's the tears again.

I can see what you are saying. Clearly the guy's drive stems from a deep affinity for the schmaltzy show-biz of yesteryear, but while he has the vocal cadences down for that kind of thing, he doesn't have that great of presence. His persona reminds me of some of the discussions going on some other site right now about

Seth MacFarlane seems to be a fairly bright guy, but he doesn't seem to realize his excess of fake show-biz 'charisma' doesn't make up for a general bankruptcy in the real stuff. Case and point: Charlize Theron kills (in a good way) that line ' 'lot of sexual activiteeeee.' and McFarlane immediately kills it in the

There were those few scenes where the slave owners read scripture to their slaves, so maybe they don't like seeing a barely literate Micheal Fassbender repeating things for emphasis, for em-phasis. You hear that, em—-phasis. (That would bug me too)