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There are things you do hate, Lord. Perfume-smellin’ things, lacy things, things with curly hair.
There are things you do hate, Lord. Perfume-smellin’ things, lacy things, things with curly hair.
Klute is most eerie when capturing Fonda’s vulnerability, not so much in her therapy sessions, but when she is alone in her ugly New York apartment, and the phone won’t stop ringing. It’s a universally frightening moment for anyone who’s ever been alone and suddenly frighted by the dark in their own house. Unfortunately Sutherland can’t do much with his corn-fed, concerned detective role, and the final confrontation between Klute and her stalker had me slightly nauseous (he forces her to listen to a disturbing audiotape) but more irritated that this resolute, street smart hooker wasn’t trying to claw his eyes out.
by Jenny Jediny | Source: Warner Bros. 35mm print
01 Oct 2007 10:58 AM | Submit Comment
