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Oliver Twist-1948

Oliver Twist-1948

Director David Lean

Starring Alec Guinness, Kay Walsh

Scott’s Review #279

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Reviewed October 3, 2015

Grade: A-

Oliver Twist, the 1948 film version, is vastly different from the 1968 version, which turned the classic Charles Dickens novel into a musical, albeit a dark one, with colorful sets and brilliant art direction.

This version, made in black and white, is a better telling of the novel and contains masterful direction and cinematography.

Given the enormous length of the novel, some characters and details are inevitably trimmed or modified to fit a one-hour and forty-eight-minute film.

The film is a gorgeous cinematic treat, with glowing lighting and creative camera angles, thanks to the outstanding direction of legend David Lean (Lawrence of Arabia, 1963).

The film begins on a stormy night with the birth of poor little Oliver. His mother was frightened and died in childbirth, leaving him to live a life of hardship in a workhouse. His mother possesses a beautiful locket stolen by an old crone, who assists in the birth.

Now a young boy, Oliver draws the shortest straw, forcing him to utter the famous line “Please Sir, I want some more”, about desiring more bland gruel that the orphans are forced to eat.

From this point, Oliver is deemed troublesome and sold to an undertaker named Mr. Sowerberry. When this doesn’t work out, Oliver takes to the harsh streets of London to make his fortune among thieves such as Fagin, Bill Sykes, and The Artful Dodger, who become his friends but also his enemies.

Since I have seen Oliver’s musical version so many times and have also read the novel, it is difficult to watch this film without comparing it to the others.

Oliver Twist is a darker, gritty experience than Oliver! It precisely and closely resembles the novel, with details surfacing, such as the backstory of the locket, which takes on a more central role when the old crone repents on her deathbed, revealing all to the equally crooked Mrs. Corney.

Another example is the casting of less polished or average-looking actors than Oliver! Had. For example, Alec Guinness’s portrayal of Fagin is heavily disguised, with stringy hair and a prosthetic nose, a close comparison to the illustration of Fagin in the novel.

Bill and Nancy have more minor, though crucial, roles but are not as fleshed out as the other versions. The timing of particular events also plays a role —Nancy does not meet Oliver until later in the story.

The film does have light-hearted moments, which perfectly balance the heavy drama. The comic shenanigans of beadle Mr. Bumble and matron Mrs. Corney, both sinister characters but together a bickering, boorish couple who eventually marry each other, add humorous moments to the story as she becomes a domineering wife throughout their many fights and schemes.

The fact that the group of young thieves (boys) all live with Fagin in close quarters, the suggestion of child molestation is certainly implied but not pursued quite as much as in the novel.

I do not think that filmmakers in 1948 would have dared to go there in a film that was arguably meant to have a wholesome feel.

The certainty that Nancy is a prostitute and primarily sleeps in the streets is also addressed, though she is still rather glamorous and clean-looking. The class distinction is evident.

The bleakness of the workhouse and Fagin’s quarters counterbalances the rich and lush home of Oliver’s savior, Mr. Brownlow. I love his estate and housekeeper, the kindly and sweet Mrs.Bedwin.

A close retelling of the novel Oliver Twist (1948) is a fantastic film that can be enjoyed by parents and children alike and appreciated through generations of families.

Theatre of Blood-1973

Theatre of Blood-1973

Director Douglas Hickox

Starring Vincent Price, Diana Rigg, Ian Hendry

Scott’s Review #230

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Reviewed March 23, 2015

Grade: B

Theatre of Blood (1973) stars Vincent Price, a long-time fixture in the classic/campy horror scene, as a demented Shakespearean theatre actor who enacts revenge on critics who fail to recognize him for a coveted award he cherishes.

Price, as always, frighteningly good, delivers a campy, but not ridiculous, turn as the crazed actor.

Price’s appearance alone- tall, wiry, with sinister facial expressions- poises him perfectly to believability in any dastardly role he portrayed in his heyday, and the performance he gives as Edward Lionheart is no exception.

Not solely a campy, melodramatic horror film, Theatre of Blood rises above that categorization with humorous tributes to Shakespeare and a unique chronicle of the Shakespearean works used to systematically take out the critics one by one, about the Shakespearean story, quite frankly, in a comical and witty way.

Price eerily dresses in many different elaborate costumes to commit the murders- a wine-tasting expert, a television host, among other interesting characters, and oftentimes, taunts his victims before permanently dispensing them.

The film is quite British in tone and humor, and is done in a tongue-in-cheek manner, so that the murders are not to be taken at all too seriously.

The critics themselves- seven or eight of them- are deliciously fun. One is a loud, boisterous, fat man who always has his beloved poodles at his side.

What happens to him and the dogs is better left unsaid.

Another is an uptight, sophisticated woman (played by Price’s real-life wife Coral Browne). Several of the critics are depicted as comic villains, so their demises are not particularly devastating for the audience, as they are, to begin with, rather unlikable.

I found myself rooting for Lionheart and looking forward to the next murder!

One criticism involves Diana Rigg, who plays Price’s daughter Edwina, accomplice to his dirty deeds. Well known for her starring role in On Her Majesty’s Secret Service and the 1960s Avengers series, Rigg has little substance to do in Theatre of Blood.

Perhaps by 1973, her film career was on the decline, and she was no longer winning the coveted roles. I would have loved to see her sink her teeth into a meatier role.

A sidekick, Edwina, could have done much more.

The film belongs to Price, and the unique storytelling of Shakespeare’s works was made possible only by this great actor.

Not overly serious and played for some laughs, Theatre of Blood (1973) is successful in its telling of an interesting British horror story.

It’s a nice late-night treat for fans of the British horror genre, especially.