First of all, Miss Jones, if you take away my knee-jerk naysaying, you’ll take away the very thing that makes me me. Rash judgments are my bread and butter, my stock in trade, my bailiwick, my sine qua non. They’re what got me through college and the Peace Corps
and the seminary and Vietnam
. They’re as Josh Rosenblatt as chocolate cake, as cigarettes, as long walks off short piers. Take away my rash judgments and you might as well do Film Fight with the movie critic for Family Circle Magazine
. Or The Austin American-Statesman
Second of all, much to my shock and dismay, I agree with all your assessments about Orson Welles
, Ian McKellen
, and Maureen O’Hara
. Technicolor was just made for her, wasn’t it? Have you seen How Green Was My Valley
, by the way? Man, is that an entertaining movie about Welsh poverty and collapsing mine shafts.
I just have to take issue with two points you made:
One, I don’t have a problem with Ethan Hawke
in general, just Ethan Hawke as Hamlet. And as a novelist, I guess. And as a director, I have a small problem with him. Oh, and as a pop philosopher in Richard Linklater
movies. And maybe as a painter in Charles Dickens
adaptations; I don’t remember. Other than that, I think he’s great.
And secondly, if you had bothered to watch any of John Wayne
’s underrated 20th Century Fox silent B-movie pirate classics, like Daredevilry on the High Seas
, Hard to Starboard!
, The Big Storm
, The Big Storm II: Change of Socks
, or Jub Jub the Chimpanzee vs. the Barbary Pirates
, you’d know that he spent the better part of his early career soaking wet. In fact he was the first and last actor to have a “constant dampness” clause in his studio contract, leading director Raoul Walsh
to comment on the set of The Big Trail
, “John Wayne is the soggiest actor I’ve seen since ‘Fatty’ Arbuckle
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