Saturday, June 18, 2011


I know of many parents who indulge their young children - always sons, for some reason - by allowing them to watch PG or R-rated horror films and aggressive, comic-book action movies. In each instance the parent is quick to point out that it's always at the child's insistence, and (being the good parents they are) should things on the screen start to get hairy, they're at their kid’s side, reminding him it's all just fakery and only a movie. A sort of Parent's Magazine reversal of The Ludovico Technique from A Clockwork Orange, I guess. Terrific. More kids desensitized to, and made tolerant of, depictions of violence and brutality.
Since a great many of the films that have meant the most to me were films deemed "mature" for my age when I first saw them (Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf?- age 11,  Midnight Cowboy - age 12), I obviously don’t have a problem with young people being exposed to so-called "age inappropriate" movies. However, I do have two problems with the scenario described above, wherein a film's artificiality has to be routinely reinforced in order to stave off kindertrauma.
The Santa Monica Pier 1932
1) Movies are one of the few realms of fantasy that life still affords us after we reach the pragmatism of post-Santa Claus/Easter bunny adulthood. It thus seems a shame to rob a child of the transgressive magic of film by hammering them over the head with reminders of its contrivance. Yes, movie images are indeed "fake," but the emotions those fake images are capable of evoking are not. One's emotional response is the only real thing about the filmgoing experience. To watch something and be encouraged not to respond emotionally to what you see suggests training a child to be impassive and cut off from his feelings. 2) Why are the mature films these kids allowed to see always these loud, violent, brainless, ADD inducing, explosion-a-thons and never movies that promote empathy and sensitivity to the human condition?
Films like They Shoot Horses, Don't They? (which I saw when I was 12) should be mandatory viewing for all adolescents and a great many adults. A gut-wrenching contemplation on the fragile durability of hope in the face of life's ostensible futility, They Shoot Horses, Don't They? uses the allegorical setting of a grueling dance marathon set in Depression-era Hollywood (all the participants seem to be wannabe movie stars) to look at the devastating ways in which the human necessity to connect is so often thwarted by the equally human need to erect walls of defense to shield ourselves from the pain of living.
Jane Fonda as Gloria Beatty
Michael Sarrazin as Robert Syverton
Gig Young as Rocky
Susannah York as Alice LeBlanc
Red Buttons as Sailor
They Shoot Horses, Don't They? is framed around a deceptively simple, character-driven plot - two dissimilar dreamers in 1932 Hollywood are thrown together by fate (the embittered, pessimistic Gloria and the naively good-natured Robert) to tragic effect. By placing the action within the unfamiliar, almost freak-show atmosphere of a marathon dance contest whose chief requirements are desperation and a masochist's tolerance for pain, the film makes many perceptive, still-relevant points about the way the dangling carrot of hope can be used to manipulate and exploit those most vulnerably in need.

Nathanael West's The Day of the Locust and Horace McCoy's They Shoot Horses, Don't They? both cast 1930s Hollywood (as embodied by the movie industry) as a Lilith leading men to their doom, but the films adapted from these novels differ significantly. While I love both movies, there is something so humane about director Sydney Pollack's approach to the material that makes it the more compelling piece. The penny-ante aspirations of the protagonists are never belittled, nor are their character flaws looked upon with anything other than empathy for the suffering that lay at their core. 
If the characters in The Day of the Locust are rendered grotesques due to their ofttimes willing surrender of their souls to valueless dreams; the dreamers in They Shoot Horses, Don't They? are guilty of little more than being misguided in their fruitless, potentially hopeless, quest for something to believe in.
Before Reality-TV: People are the ultimate spectacle
"The crowd has got to have something to believe in. Once they stop believing, they stop coming."

They Shoot Horses, Don't They? represents the best film work of virtually every member of its talented cast, but the recent deaths of co-stars Susannah York and Michael Sarrazin add an extra layer of poignancy to two performances that already significantly tug at the heartstrings. Portraying two Candide-like innocents left broken and disillusioned by what could best be called the neutral cruelty of existance, the impossibly young duo are agonizing in their vulnerability and both give memorably moving performances.
Alice on the Edge: York's haunting breakdown scene
Robert...always seeking the sun
Gig Young, whom I had heretofore only known as an annoyingly glib presence in smirky sex comedies from the '60s, gives one of those naked, laying-it-all-on-the-line performances (like Ann-Margaret's in Carnal Knowledge) that seems to give vent to years of frustration at being a talent underutilized.
The same can be said of Jane Fonda, who functionally changed the course of her career with this film. Though perhaps a tad too beautiful and angularly delicate to physically embody the life-hardened heroine of McCoy's novel (imagine Ann Savage from 1945's Detour), Fonda is nonetheless emotionally right on target and gives off an edgy electricity that jumps off the screen. Hard-bitten and brittle, nervous and as alert as a junkyard cat, Fonda is impossible not to watch.

The only movie I know of to use America's short-lived marathon dance phenomena for a dramatic backdrop (I'd never even heard of a marathon dance before I saw this), They Shoot Horses, Don't They? confines itself almost exclusively to a single indoor set, yet still manages to be vividly cinematic. Employing an intimate, if not invasive, shooting style that makes imaginative use of hand-held cameras, a stiflingly claustrophobic environment of a precise time and place is evoked in a way that never once feels stagy or set-bound.

I have seen hundreds of films over the years, so it doesn't surprise me that I've forgotten so many. But what does surprise me (as the years pile up) are the films which have never left my mind, and the images that remain as clear to me now as the day I first saw them.  
Which brings me to the incredible "derby" sequence: a virtuoso bit of filmmaking employing music, fast cuts, and dizzying hand-held camerawork to create one of cinema's most powerful visual representations of hopeless desperation. It's my absolute favorite scene from the film. 
In 1969 the use of slow motion hadn't yet become the movie cliché it would eventually grow into, so the agonizingly protracted sequence depicting a cluster of over-fatigued individuals racing in a circle to a discordant calliope arrangement of the optimistic anthem "California Here I Come" (thus rendered a perverse, human merry-go-round), was an image so poetically grotesque, yet hypnotically beautiful, that I never forgot it.

They Shoot Horses, Don't They? is my idea of a truly "adult" film: a film of ideas and insight that compels you to be aware of and sensitive to the frailties of others. I can't attest to whether or not my youthful penchant for R-rated films ultimately did me more harm than good, but I'm glad that the mature films I did seek out were indeed that - films of maturity. I'd cried at movies before - at some sad action like Bambi's mother being killed or some hero shot trying to save his best friend, but They Shoot Horses, Don't They?"was the first film that made me cry just because the characters onscreen were so wounded and in so much pain.
"Maybe it's just the whole damn world is like Central Casting. 
They got it all rigged before you ever show up."

Copyright © Ken Anderson


  1. yowza, yowza, yowza! another one of my favorite movies! i love that there is no enemy in the characters - no true antagonist. the enemy is the situation itself (not to mention all the other stuff that gets me into an existentially angst-ridden mood). though all the actors are perfectly cast and give impeccable performances, it is gig young's rocky who carries the whole movie - a little like george sander's addison does in 'all about eve' - subversively. his cynical, cold and all-too-knowing, already-tough-from-abuse portrayal is somehow the most devastating - perhaps because all of the others do get out of the cruel game, whether from death, craze, giving up or by elimination. not him. he's stuck. it is his living, his identity. though he's safe from elimination and seems to be on top of things (ignoring his boozing, his cheap clothes apart from the tux, his equally sleepless nights), he is mired in the hell of the consciousness of the whole trick.

    the camera work is one of my favorite parts! i was mesmerized by the first derby shots -taken through the eyes of the participants, then passed off to rocky, held there on him, then passed back to the participants and so on. when i watch the film i usually treat myself to at least three playbacks of this scene. the last derby scene i can only watch once. it's just as mesmerizing, but much too painful.

    when gloria and robert leave the hall in the final scene, i feel like i too have left the hot, suffocating room. camera work like that is so impressive. i can nearly feel a change in the temperature of the air around me.

    i love that you ended the post on that last devastating quote. another big thanks for another fantastic and insightful review!!!

  2. wow, sorry, that is sooooooo long!

  3. Kathrynnova
    I'm repeating myself, but thanks for your ever-thoughful comments. You inevitably send me back to the movies I've just reviewed to observe some aspect of the film brought to my attention by your perceptive gaze. Your comments on Gig Young's Rocky, and his place in the narrative, is spot-on.
    I, for one, get a kick out of your responses (the lengthier, the better). They feel like mini-blogs that I follow.

    As many times as I've seen this film, I cannot bring myself to watch the final scene very often. A little to painful for me. Ah, but that second derby sequence...morbidly beautiful.
    Thanks for always sharing your thoughts!

  4. This film broke my heart and un-nerved me! The ending still haunts me. Hell, the whole movie still haunts me. Not an easy one for me to watch on a regular basis. It really gets under my skin. But a great movie nonetheless.

    1. Thanks for sharing your observations. I think many people (myself included) find the film very heartbreaking. As pleasurable as it is for its performances and atmosphere, its themes can really get to you. But I like when a film is tough because it's humanistic rather than tough because it's cynical.

  5. Having watched this movie again, it's even better the second time that you see it, as you know what shall happen at the end, and numerous clues are apparent throughout the film. Minor details are afforded greater relevance.

    It's terribly fitting that Alice, the character played by Susannah York, models herself on Jean Harlow--and Alice has more than a little of Marilyn Monroe about her. There must have been a million like Alice in those times, with a grand sense of entitlement and unflinching belief that they were among the "chosen" who would "make it" in Hollywood. Alice's belief in her so-called destiny as a film starlet far outweighs her utter lack of dramatic talent. Then again, maybe Alice should've been born seventy years later--it seems like any joker can get a gig in Hollywood these days, but that doesn't change the fact that fame and wealth do not guarantee happiness. Even if Alice had made it in show business, one could just see her life being ultimately empty and devoid of lasting satisfaction. There's also a great shot of Alice as she sees her reflection distorted in the shower head before she experiences her breakdown. This really is a brilliant film.

    Gloria, the character played by Jane Fonda, seems to realise what Alice does not, the fact that by definition, "winners" only exist because there are "losers", and that contrary to what generations of shool teachers and parents have told children, not everybody will grow up to be the President or a millionaire. Gloria isn't driven by delusions of grandeur--by the time she reaches the dance marathon, Gloria has already been to Hollywood--Gloria is now looking to merely survive.

    Even the promoter-emcee, Rocky, portrayed by Gig Young, seems to have it little better than the dance marathon contestants. Rocky shills the contest like his own life depends on it--probably because it does. Rather than seeming genuinely happy and jovial in his role as host, Rocky comes across as the sort of aggressive promoter-emcee who would be barely able to conceal his anger if he were to see spectators walking out in the middle of the contest. Gig Young gets one of the best lines in the film: “There can only be one winner, but isn't that the American way?” Indeed it is. Also steeped in truth is Gloria's line about the whole world being like "central casting". This film has a level of honesty that is extremely rare for a mainstream film.

    The poster art for "They Shoot Horses, Don't They?" was made back when poster artists really were artists. The gigantic mirror ball, with tiles peeled away to reveal the desperate dance marathon contestants inside, points to the false glitz and glamour of the contest as a veneer for the human misery concealed within. In just one image, the poster affords a profound visual synopsis of what sort of movie it is. That's especially important when your film is entitled "They Shoot Horses, Don't They?" And I'm glad that they kept the title from the book, because the film wouldn't have been the same without it--it's just one more thing about the movie that keeps you watching or makes you want to watch it in the first place. "Why does the movie have this title?" Well, watch the movie and find out!

    It's a 1960s movie set in the 1930s, but it has more to say about today's society than most if not all feature films made last week. It's the only movie that I know about that's set in the world of dance marathons, and these days, dance marathons have been replaced by idiotic "reality" TV shows full of wannabe celebrities (just like Alice!) whose egomania exceeds their "talent", and are willing to debase themselves in the quest to become "famous".

    1. In-joke spotted: one of the contestants has the sponsor name "Winkler Travel Agency" across his back. Look quickly as he passes behind Jane Fonda in one scene. Irwin Winkler, along with Robert Chartoff, produced the film--ironically, this is the same team that went on the produce the inspirational feel-good movie "Rocky"!

    2. hi Mark
      Really loved your astute observations and comments on a real favorite of mine. You make a good point about its enduring relevance and how the promises held forth by the dream machine that is Hollywood is as much predicated on winners and losers now as it was when McCoy wrote this. I like your taking note of the movie poster too, which has always been one of my favorites.
      You've tapped into one of the main pleasures of revisiting a film- the unearthing of more information-and your thoughtful and well-expressed comments give us all a few things to think about when we see this film again. Thanks!

    3. Mark and Ken: yes, I appreciate that you mentioned the poster. The same art appears on the album cover for the soundtrack....I was in a record store and when I saw it....I felt VERY uncomfortable. I hadn't seen the movie and it made me feel like I really shouldn't see it. it's scarier than the movie poster for Apocalypse Now. In fact, the movie itself might be scarier than Apocalypse Now!!!!! Now that I think about is!!!!

  6. Another thing that I noted well after a second go-around: the "seven meals per day" fed to the contestants. There's a scene where the Sailor (Red Buttons) and others can be seen putting away as much food as possible from a big dining table. What might seem like one of the great perks of the contest (free food!) is nothing more than human cattle being fattened for the slaughter. It goes back to what Sailor and Gloria were saying before the contest, how they don't have it much better than cattle. Also, every contestant is numbered, too, and there's something to be said about people as commodities in this film, with all of these pitiful human billboards swaying about on the dancefloor, adorned with sponsorship names (e.g. Jonathan's Iron Tonic). What's changed in the world since the Great Depression? Perhaps not as much as we might think.

    1. You bring up many excellent, well-observed points that I am sure were intentional and that loom larger on repeat viewings. I think smart well-constructed films do this. The first time you see it, you're following the plot and these little details work on you in subliminal ways; you see it again, aware of it's themes, and all those little thoughtful details the observant director included now come to the fore, enriching the experience. What you detail in your comments speak well for filmmakers not underestimating the intelligence of their audiences. Nice details cited, Mark!

  7. I just read the book this morning--it's a great read. It's strange to see Alice Faye and the Sailor as such minor characters (cameo appearances, really) in Horace McCoy's book. I have even greater admiration for the film now, because it is a spectacular example of expanding upon a book to make a tremendous motion picture (particularly what they did with the Alice Faye character). Rocky, the emcee, is also very different in the book (the novel has somebody named Socks as the promoter).

    What really comes through in the book is that Horace McCoy was a huge film buff (and in fact worked in films a little bit back in the 1930s). My only regret, having both read the book and seen the film, is that Mr McCoy wasn't around long enough to see the great movie that his work inspired.

    1. That's wonderful that you read the book! It's among one of my favorites, like "The Day of the Locust." I used to have a paperback copy (often available on Ebay) that contained both the novel and the screenplay...and, as you point out, the differences between them are fascinating to examine.In almost every instance the changes they make for the film help the narrative a great deal. I think it is one of the rare film adaptations that is as good as or better than the source novel. So cool that you have been so into this film lately!

  8. 'They shoot horses' was the movie that gave my Disneyan fairy tale image of America a final blow. Yes, in certain ways my first adult movie, too, even with having seen 'Who's afraid of Virginia Woolf' a year prior.
    The 'Horses' story is actually so gruesome that I see it as a Saw/Hostel avant-la-lettre, albeit more psychologically so.
    All actors were tremendous, but I felt most for Susannah York's dumb blonde character. She is basically kept in the background, until her shower scene. A gripping moment.
    The movie is definitely better than the novel, simply because camera and editing enhance the madness of the 'human merry-go-round' in a way words could never convey. It thus belongs to a rare breed: movies that turn out superior to the book. Well, not so rare, if you include European cinematic efforts, but I treasure them anyway because many people feel that movies with their smoothing-over scripts and often straying too far from the original concept, are per definition inferior. Not to forget the 'disadvantage' of seeing your own idea of how the characters look like taken from you. Liz Taylor was totally miscast for Cleopatra but her image (those awful garments and wigs!) can no longer be erased.
    "McCoy's novel was received poorly in the U.S. in the 1930s." - wikipedia
    The novel is cleverly interspersed with court case fragments for which McCoy employed an almost filmic gimmick. But it clearly was released at the wrong time, bankruptees were still splattering the street pavement.
    The author did not live to see the belated interest in his novel, I read. But how much of an interest was there really? Who would want to read the book after Sydney Pollack's dazzlingly defining interpretation?

    1. Hi Willem
      Thank you for such a well-written reverie about this magnificent film. And I agree with you, it doesn't happen often, and it's rarely discussed, but some films are definitely improvements upon their source material (I always go to Robert Altman's adaptation of "That Cold Day in the Park"), and in "They Shoot Hoses: I love what they did with McCoys novel.
      I have always liked the way that films can infiltrate our concepts of how characters in literature look (Ali MacGraw IS Brenda Patimkin in Roth's "Goodbye Columbus"). I don't know that everyone feels that way. And yes, sad but rue, if you say Cleopatra to me I see first and foremost Elizabeth Taylor. In this era of remake mania, I would love to see a new Cleopatra to take up the mantle, but for my generation...Mrs. Burton is it.
      Before I end, can't tell you how much I love this sentence: "The 'Horses' story is actually so gruesome that I see it as a Saw/Hostel avant-la-lettre, albeit more psychologically so."

      An observation worthy of my favorite 60s film critics! Thanks, Willem!

    2. Yes, a great, great observation. I never saw the movie Saw or Hostel (I mean, for me, come thank you very much) but I've heard some things about them. But the comparison in the three stories is very accurate. I'll watch "Horses" again at some point. Saw or Hostel....ain't gonna happen

  9. This movie scares me a bit. I thought that the dance marathon was a metaphor for day to day living....trying to make your life better (but it doesn't ever get better) by persuing the American Dream. I watched it a second time this evening. I didn't pick up on what Gig Young said about the audience "coming back for more" part of the story. Now that you have pointed this only makes the movie even more horrifying. I guess, and hate to put it this way as a friend of mine said, this is another superb movie that has a "mind f--k" ending. and they seem to have been happening during the 70's. Play it as it Lays, Looking For Mr. Goodbar, Boys in the Band, and (the scariest one of all, in my opinion) that good ol backwoods metaphor for the vietmam war....Deliverance. ugh. but I digress. I wanted to point out.....I saw an interview with Sydney Pollick, talking about his career. He doesn't like the movie. He thought that it was too much of everything.....and attributed the "overblown film" (his words, not mine) to his "ambitious attitude of being a YOUNG filmmaker". actually, I saw Mike Nichols say the same thing about The Graduate....which was his first film. so..there you go. but of course, anyone would disagree with that. as you said in your review...the movie works on so many levels because of EVERYTHING....the actors, the cinematography, special effects, the ballroom itself, etc. One actress who I adore is Susannah York, who I also always felt was underrated (in the United States, not in Britain, of course). It's her best work ever in film. when you see her in the first KNOW she's in trouble....the kind that you really don't want to find out about. but she never plays it in any kind of superficial way. and Bonnie Bedelia, another gifted (but underrated) actress is so great it's borderline creepy to watch. It's as though she's not in any kind of pain....but on another damn planet in her mind, entirely because the torture she experiences. Michael Sazzarian has always been an oddity for me. it was like he was a leading man in films for about a minute and then disappeared into tv roles. apparently, he turned down Midnight Cowboy, obviously, a bad move, and Jon Voight knew it was the RIGHT thing to do (and became an A list star from his performance) Sazzarrin is remarkable, devastating. He plays the naïve character with a truly beautiful innocence that makes him lovable and not as stupid. so then, we fully believe that he may have done the right thing by killing Fonda at the end. And is there ever enough good things to say about Jane Fonda?? No, there isn't. Hands down, she is one of the cinema's greatest and most fearless actresses' who (well, in my opinion) redefined the acting technique itself (just like Brando and Geraldine Page), essentially raising the bar to a new level. I always feel (just like this performance) I can't take my eyes off of her. her acting is so don't want to miss anything she does. she's THAT GOOD. I remember my junior high school teacher, telling us about the movie, as, "depressing". but I just think its horribly disturbing. Do we leave the theater in fear that it is a portrayal of the American Dream as a never ending nightmare, that is a "rigged merry go round"? Maybe one viewing of the movie, actually IS enough, so we can just forget and movie on?

    1. Thanks for such a thoughtful and insightful comment!
      As you say, this film, like "The Day of the Locust" and "Goodbar" can be too disturbing to some to be an easy one to re-watch.The 70s were devoted to putting another face on the traditional Hollywood happy ending.
      i'm glad you brought up "Deliverance." Its a great film that's rarely discussed.
      i also agree with you about Michael Sarrazin. His role is less showy, but I think it's an achievement to play an "innocent" without making him seem clueless. Sarrazin showed promise, but one wonders how his career stalled like it did.

      Reading your thoughts reminds me of how enduring well made films are. Even if we can only see them once, they can have an indelible effect. Thanks for detailing so beautifully the things you remember and enjoy about this film.

    2. Thank you for responding!! it is always great to hear from you. your site/page means a lot to me (and so many others).. Ken: do you remember if the film was well received by the public and the critics? Did it do well at the box office? Also.....I forgot to mention that Barbra Streisand turned down the lead role and Fonda was second choice. Streisand said in an interview that she likes to tell people about roles she's rejected...."well, let's just say, Jane Fonda thanks me a lot when I see her". apparently she was first choice for Klute as well. i'll have to read your review again, so I know what to look for if I actually do watch it again (I got the courage to watch it last night and then read your review for the first time, afterwards)....thanks again!!!! :)

    3. Looking forward to seeing "That cold Day in the Park" with Sandy Dennis!!! Hopefully I can get a comment about it soon after!!! have a great rest of the week, Ken!!!

    4. Hi John
      Although I was pretty young and public awareness (or interest) in the boxoffice performance of movies wasn't anything like it is today (only folks who read trade papers like Variety or Hollywood Reporter followed profit rank), I know that the film did well because it was one of those rare critical and popular hits. So many Oscar nominations, all the press about Jane Fonda no longer being "Barbarella". It wasn't a big budget film, so it made a big profit. (It was one of the top 20 highest grossing films of the year).
      It played at the local theater for weeks and weeks

      I hope you get around to seeing "That Cold Day in the Park" and that you enjoy it. Thanks very much or your complimentary words about my blog, and I hope you have a good week as well!

  10. Hi Ken,

    I'm a little late to the "Horses" movie, just having watched it for the first time a couple of nights ago, thanks to your review and your readers.

    I can't add much to yours and your readers' thought-filled and thoughtful comments, but--and forgive me if this was already mentioned--I thought it was a nice touch to have the woman who roots for Jane F. and Michael S. (numbers 67!) played by Madge Kennedy. She'd been a silent film star of the 1920s, even pre-dating the time the movie was set in, itself.

    1. Hi Allen
      Thanks for sharing that fascinating bit of trivia that hasn't been mentioned here before. I certainly hadn't known it! How wonderful to cast someone who likely attended a marathon dance or two in her time.
      Glad to hear you discovered the film and enjoyed it so much.

  11. An excellent film that along with Tootsie is director Sydney Pollack's best. The film is somewhat over produced; the marathon seems to be taking place at Madison Square Garden and the use of flash forwards seems unwarranted as the air of gloom hovers over the entire film. The cinematography by Phillip Lathrop (Touch of Evil, Point Blank) is remarkable and should have been Oscar nominated. The cameramen were on roller skates to keep up with action during the "sprints". It was nominated for 9 Oscars and remains the film that received the most Oscar nominations without being nominated for best picture. The diverse cast is outstanding and many Red Buttons included do some of their best work ever.

  12. Is there anything more horrifying than Jane Fonda dragging poor Red Buttons around the track for another 60 seconds, even though he's clearly having a heart attack, because she doesn't want to "lose"? This is quite a movie. Gig Young, even in his light-weight roles in Doris Day comedies always had a great voice, but its his penetrating eyes that really get me here. You read so much in his eyes and face even when he doesn't have any lines. The mark of a truly great actor. Finally, one little detail I noticed on this viewing for the first time: Rocky introduces two Hollywood stars in the audience: Ross Alexander and Helen Twelvetrees. Both were minor contract stars with brief careers (Alexander was in CAPTAIN BLOOD and A MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM as Demetrius). Both died by suicide.

    1. Hello Kip
      I have been so remiss in getting to some of your comments on past posts. I'm always happy to see you going through the earlier entries and I'm sure readers are as appreciative of your insights and observations as I am.

      That's a wonderful detail about the stars named in the audience! Wow! Really a nice tough and great of you to pick it up.
      This movie seems to get better with time for me, the performances are ideal. And I agree with you about Gig Young's voice. He uses it very well here. Next time I watch it, I'll keep a lookout for his eyes.
      Cheers, Kip!

  13. No sweat, Ken. I'm trying not to post TOO MUCH, but I really enjoy myself on your blog and have yet to read an essay I didn't find fascinating. Regarding the opening paragraph of this review, I recall going to a video store many years ago with my sister looking for a Disney tape to play for her 6 year old daughter. Looking at the cover of PETER PAN, she pointed to the illustration of Wendy and said "I don't remember. Does anything bad happen to her?" With a straight face and very serious voice, I said "she dies an agonizing death..." We laughed all the way back to the car.

    1. Ha! Thanks, Kip. And I hope you put out of your mind any concern for posting "Too much." I may get too busy to always comment in a timely manner, but the comment section of this blog is one of the few that people actually CARE to read, so I know that that your posts are enjoyed by many.
      I would say keep it up. If it's about sharing something you feel about a film that you think is enlightening or informative, I say, please be my guest! I'm very flattered and appreciative you enjoy the blog.