They simply don’t make movies like this anymore. Or perhaps they never did. Frankenheimer’s characteristically jerky editing and James Wong Howe’s precisely confusing camerawork make for a thoroughly gut-wrenching experience. And though Rock Hudson never really impresses me, he nonetheless makes the potentially outlandish premise believable.
Also, there’s a nifty title sequence by some guy named Bass.
by Leo Goldsmith | Source: Cable Television Broadcast
02 Aug 2005 12:06 PM | Submit Comment
