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Selasa, 26 Oktober 2010

torn curtain


In Torn Curtain, Paul Newman plays Michael Armstrong, an American physicist who pretends to defect, travelling to East Berlin in order to obtain a mathematical formula. He is pursued by his fiancée Sarah (Julie Andrews), a fellow scientist, who is concerned about him. In East Berlin, Newman meets up with a mysterious ringleader Hermann Gromek (Wolfgang Kieling) and a Professor Karl Manfred (Günter Strack). Once "the Gamma Five" discovers that Michael killed Gromek, him and Sarah risk their lives attempting to escape.

It's now well-known that Paul Newman and Julie Andrews were not Alfred Hitchcock's main choices for his thriller Torn Curtain and one can see why. Newman, ruggedly handsome and taciturn, known for his outstanding performances in Hud and Tennessee Williams-helmed productions like Cat on a Hot Tin Roof, was too thespian for Hitchcock's prop-like handling of his actors. During the filming, friction arose between Newman and Hitchcock as Newman questioned character motivation and flaws within the script. Julie Andrews, at the peak of her career with two legendary roles as the sweet Mary Poppins and Maria von Trapp in The Sound of Music, seems too soft-hearted for her role. One wonders if Hitch had cast one of his icy blondes, how much edgier the film, and the tension between Newman and her character would have been. For movie buffs, it's still enjoyable to see the unlikely pairing of these two stars, miscast as they may be.

Torn Curtain also marks the unfortunate fallout between Bernard Herrmann and Hitchcock. Herrmann's treatment, still available on the DVD edition of the film, is dark, swirling, adventurous, akin to North By Northwest. The studio and Hitch wanted a lighter, bubblier score so they hired John Addison, fresh off of his Academy Award for Tom Jones. The score is largely uneven, dated in a way that Herrmann's scores aren't. Its highlight is during the rousing bus chase, otherwise it's pretty intrusive, especially in the beginning. Hitchcock, who has admitted he has no ear for music, tried to restrain the use of music often in this film, such as the quiet farm murder scene.

-Jeffery Berg

Despite its flaws, Torn Curtain is a slick, stylish and enjoyable ride with many memorable and exciting moments.

Here are a few:


The harrowing farm murder scene which Hitchcock intended to show just how difficult it is to kill a man.










































The bus chase.










































The climatic "crowded theatre ballet sequence." The production design was by Hein Heckworth who worked on The Red Shoes.










Rabu, 17 Februari 2010

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My friend Rebecca Myers and I co-edit an online journal named Clementine.

Our third issue went live yesterday and we are excited about it. With every issue, it's a pleasure to compile great poetry and photography by up and coming and established artists. One of my favorite poets, David Trinidad, is in the latest issue with two beautiful poems on death. It also features Chris Roberts, Lisa Newhouse, MRB Chelko, Sharanya Manivannan, Rachel Marie Patterson, Kaethe Schwehn, and Andy Stallings.

The gorgeous photography included is by Rick Herron (who took the picture here) and David Wright.

Compiling all of the unique perspectives has been fun and it's exciting to see Clementine blossom. It's also fun to work with Rebecca who is a very talented poet.

Our mission with Clementine are to give a space to poems that tackle or adopt ideas about the persona. Here's one of my favorite poems that Becca wrote from her chapbook Greener. The poem is in the voice of Maria von Trapp.


Maria Von Trapp, on the 25th Anniversary
Re-release of The Sound of Music on Video

They sugared and screened my life, made me
Julie Andrews, finder of comfort in brown
copper kettles, climber of mountains, settler
in unfamiliar territory. I went from hills to curtained
kids, yodeling all the way. Oh there's the whirling
dervish now, the how-do-you-find-a-
word-that-means-the-how-do-you-solve-a-
problem-like-Maria. Say it loud and it's almost
like praying. Maria. Sweet singer, second
mother, former nun turned able-bodied Edelweisser.
Christopher Plummer tired to make surrender
film worthwhile, but how, chin scar
like an either/or? Pick your poison,
your puppeteer. Will it be God or Captain,
abbey bells or seven children screaming?
Favorite things do nothing for fear. I hear
my well-kept songs wanting out, personal
refrains not fit for any festival chorus but voiced
Leisel-like at night, gazebo hidden. I sneak away
for secret ballads, strum chords crisp as abandoned hills,
wonder if when I wandered long,
afternoons by the high stream, through audience-
less and still a nun, I sang better.

I rewind the final scene, watch again and again
as my Julie Andrews legs trudge towards an unseen
inn in Vermont. A family fleeing war,
hands so full of Gretel, who can carry
a guitar?


-Alicia Rebecca Myers


I do hope you enjoy our latest issue!