Stardust Memories (1980)

Boring, ambling, rambling, Woody Allen, too many people talking to the camera, annoying. Woody Allen's delivery is consistently without a point, so it's useless to try and listen.



In one scene a 'fan' of Allen's 'character' (Sandy Bates) is already in his hotel bed ready to 'make it' with Bates and she is wearing a t-shirt with a photographic likeness of Allen's head. I would like to have this same t-shirt, but for ironic purposes.

I don't even think I can make it through half of this film. I'm pretty much checked out already. Woody, I gave you another shot, and I don't know if we will ever be on the same page.

Ultimately, despite all of the homages, this film just doesn't work for me having Allen in front of the camera.

Like the image on the wallpaper of the Bates' apartment... this film is maddening and not in an intriguing way.

Here's the trailer:

Caged (1950)

Brilliant! Caged is deservedly one of the best films of 1950. The film features a mostly female cast including superb performances by Eleanor Parker in the lead, Agnes Moorehead, and Hope Emerson. Directed by John Cromwell.

Parker plays a recent addition to a women's prison where Moorehead is the sympathetic administrative warden, and Emerson plays Evelyn Harper, the antagonistic matron. I would place my bets on Harper in a match-up against Nurse Ratched from One Flew Over The Cuckoo's Nest.



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Great acting, direction, script, and cinematography. Parker and Emerson were nominated for Oscars.

Here's the trailer: