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The Geisha Boy
V'V'V'V' Never funnier than in this, Jerry Lewis (top left) vies for honors with his picture side-kick, a big white rabbit named Harry, and it’s a toss-up as to who steals the picture from whom. As a butterfingered magician with a small brain and a heart as big as all outdoors, Jerry stumbles in and out of Japan and Korea on USO tour, demolishing Army press relations, playing second fiddle to Harry — the kind of little prima donna who, at times, ought to have his paws slapped — and bringing happiness to a Japanese orphan. The entire film is full of absolutely nutty ideas, as when Sessue Hayakawa is introduced to the strains of a now familiar marching song and we see him in full dress uniform supervising the building of a bridge, only this time it’s over a goldfish pond — not that certain river. And then, of course, there’s Harry whose sunburn sequence is one of the shortest and funniest on record. And it’s mostly because of Jerry Lewis’ slick counterpoint playing as the loving but slightly subservient master that Harry springs to life as such an enchantingly real character. They say he’s only a rabbit, but . . . family
A Night to Remember j. Arthur rank
\SyyyYou may well leave this movie with the chilling thought that there is such a thing as “fate” — a fate which no human agent can change. From the beginning of the Titanic disaster to its end there were dozens of chances to save the giant ship from sinking with a loss of over 1,500 passengers, yet each chance failed. Why? It took Walter Lord seven years to gather authentic information for his book, and no dramatic script was necessary here, for the true events of that cold April night were full enough of real drama. They’re faithfully and excitingly translated to the screen in this fine film. Nothing has been spared to bring the story to full visual life and everything from Kenneth More's performance as Lieut. Lightoller (see page 18, bottom center) down to the last prop shows meticulous care. adult
The Horse’s Mouth U.A.; TECHNICOLOR
Vv'V The wise oral cavity of the title belongs to Alec Guinness (bottom left). And the superb manner in which he delivers everything that comes out of it may well win him another Oscar. An eccentric painter thought by some to be a genius (and by others, a madman ) , Guinness strides joyfully through the film bellowing and badgering, ruining people’s homes, battling with his ex-wife, pilfering and raising general havoc. He is aided by uniformly crack performances, notably by Kay Walsh, whose entire face is so arranged and photographed as to bespeak a lifetime spent in stopping clocks. The film’s chief joy lies in the fact that not only are most of the characters off their trolley, but so is the whole picture. The point of view is always slightly askew, and there is enough of the nuttiness in human nature to fill a book. Color photography and the musical score are decided assets, as is the cracker jack script. By a promising new writer — named Alec Guinness. family
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