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Would I appear a tad jaded if I described this new Argentinian romantic comedy as a little too close to a love affair itself i.e. starts off really well but confusion sets in and ends quite badly?  What is real surprising though is that despite this, Daniel Burman’s movie picked up a Best Screenplay Award at the Tribeca Film Festival earlier this year!

Uriel is a handsome divorced, rather charming and devoted father of two children, who has discovered that he is now in the middle of his sexual prime, and has no trouble meeting very attractive women.  He doesn't actual ‘date’ them but whisks them off for a night of passion in a motel.  He loves his life and wants nothing to change so persuades his Doctor to arrange a vasectomy for him so that there are no unplanned newcomers to spoil his rather cozy routine.

Gloria on the other hand has just buried her dead father and realizes that her current beau is rather a dead loss.  She bumps into Uriel with whom she had shared many a motel room way before he was married.  She walked out on him then cos she wanted the whole boyfriend experience which Uriel would/could not give her.  There is more than a sparkle still in both their eyes and so a smitten Uriel starts to date Gloria seriously i.e. go out for romantic dinner and the movies but holding off on the whole making out bit.

Trouble is for some inexplicable reason Uriel cannot tell Gloria the truth.  He comes clean about the vasectomy eventually but not about the fact he is a compulsive (and very successful ) poker player and he also runs a Financial Agency/Operation, which seems to be all legal albeit very secretive, which was never ever explained. He pretends he is a Show Producer and is involved in re-uniting Buenos Aires most famous singing group.  And that’s where the whole movie starts to unravel.

Up to then I had bought this really sweet romantic story lock stock and barrel, helped by the performances and the chemistry of the two lead actors Jorge Drexler (an Oscar winning singer making his acting debut) and Valeria Bertuccell (an Argentinian multi award winning actress).  However I simply couldn’t accept in this very mudded ending Gloria, who had put such store in complete honesty, would now just shrug her shoulders without comment when the truth is uncovered.

There is however another plus for this intriguing wee comedy is that Gloria’s mother is played with great style by Norma Aleandro, who even if the name doesn’t immediately strike a bell, you would straight away recognize as the Argentinian Grand Dame of screen & stage.

I still think the movie worth seeing when it eventually gets a theatrical release, but maybe just leave when they meet and fall in love again and avoid the messy bit.  Just like my advice for life generally!


★★★★★★★

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CORPO CELESTE

I rarely walk  out of Screenings at Sundance and I always sit to the (sometimes bitter) end hoping that even the worst movie will redeems itself before the final Credits roll. This however, is one such film that I wish I hadn't wasted a whole 100 minutes on.

This is a very weird cold fish of an Italian  movie about  a poor thirteen year old girl who has recently moved back from Switzerland and is trying to make sense of her life which is intrinsically structured around the Church.  Along with other disaffected students in this depressingly impoverished Town in Southern Italy the main part of her day is going to catechism class in preparation for her Confirmation. The priest however is more concerned with badgering his poor parishioners to vote for the far Right Forza Party Candidate in the upcoming Elections. And meanwhile the church cat gave birth to kittens which they put in a plastic bag and ......!  Did I mention it was Catholic? That should say it all!  

If you insist on seeing it (and why would you?) then follow young Marta's lead and put a blindfold on and pray!

★

FOUND MEMORIES

The movie opens with Madelena an elderly peasant woman slowly trundling along a dis-used railway line to deliver the few loaves of bread she has baked to sell in the local store.  She’s greeted by an annoyed looking Antonio the store owner who barks at her to stack the bread his way which she totally ignores as she always does. After their regular bickering routine they end up together on the bench outside drinking the coffee that he has made despite the fact she always claims it tastes bad.


We see this daily ritual at sunrise repeated several time as we very slowly realize that in this impoverished remote hillside town in Brazil the remaining 10 elderly residents and the priest all have their specific roles to play in this city lost in time where people forget to die.


Into the town drifts Rita a young photographer looking to find subject matter to shoot, and also for a place and purpose for her own life.  She crashes with Madelena and converts part of her empty house into a dark room.  Despite the cold reception the old woman gives her she still introduces the young stranger into town, but these are people of very few words, and it takes time for them to accept her presence in their small community.  Their simple lives revolve around the communal meal they eat in silence and traipsing up to the church (very inconveniently for these old people) at the top of the hill for daily Mass.


When Rita has a moment playing loud music on her iPod, you realize that this is a town that has no modern technology and looks and behaves as it has done exactly for the past 100 years or more.


This first feature from Julia Murat a very young Brazilian film maker is achingly beautifully to look at.  The pace of the story is as slow as the old town itself, and it does feel at time a little like watching (very old) paint peel of the wall.  It's a story about life and death and even though told through Madelena’s eyes, who every night writes a letter to her long deceased husband, it is far from depressing.  What develops when the women finally bond is very real and extremely touching,  and in the end they  both find and accept (?) their destiny.


It’s the most perfect movie to watch when you are de-stressed after a relaxing massage and are in your happy place.  Or it's the movie that you should see when your massage appointment is cancelled and you need to find a way to a sense of clam serenity on your own.


Highly recommended.


★★★★★★★★

WHAT HAPPENS NEXT

Paul Greco is an uptight wealthy 50-year-old unmarried man who has just made a killing by selling off the Company he owned and ran and is now at a loose end as to what to do with all his free time.  His hyper interfering sister gets him a dog to take for walks in the park  … like that’s going to fill a whole day …. but it turns out that Paul would much rather hit on cute younger fellow dog owner Andy that he meets.  One (biggish) snag is that Paul is straight.   Or is he?  Will he ever find out, and more importantly, will Andy (or we) care?   He does work it out, albeit very clumsily, and Andy says he cares, but frankly we, or rather I, certainly did not.

In this debut feature from a young Jay Arnold that is best described as 'gay-lite' this potentially likeable wee movie is hampered by both some weak and awkward writing and THE most unconvincing and wooden performances, which given that two of the leads were played by fine actors viz. Jon Lindistrom and Wendie Malick, I can only assume is down to poor direction.

So I can tell you What Happens Next …. this movie goes straight to DVD and languishes on the shelves there until there is a computer malfunction and Netflix suggest that I (you) would like it.  Oh so wrong, BUT although I did want to like it, stereotypes and all, but in the end it made me wince far too much.

P.S. The dog though is soooo cute. 

★★★★

I HAVE NEVER FORGOTTEN YOU : THE LIFE & LEGACY OF SIMON WIESENTHAL

Richard Trank’s 2007 profile on Simon Wiesenthal opens with a clip of a very young Barbara Walters repeating the same question on every journalist lips at the time ‘isn’t it time to forget?’ She’s asking this of Holocaust survivor Wiesenthal the intrepid hunter of Nazi War Criminals who would never ever give up his quest to bring as many of them as possible to justice until his death at the age of 96 in 2005.

His lifelong work, and the work of his Office that he formed in 1946 after the Nuremberg War Trials and the US War Crimes Office started prematurely releasing some Nazi prisoners and then focusing more on the new threat of Communism, is very well documented. What Trank shows in the 107 mins. of this profile (co-written with Rabbi Marvin Heir founder/director of the US Wiesenthal Foundation) is the man’s unshakeable tenacity and courage to doggedly pursue every single war criminal he could despite encountering such official opposition and often-downright hostility along the way.

My pre-conception was that Wiesenthal was universally regarded as a hero and a Saint … and certainly in his final years the highest honors and accolades were heaped upon him.  But the movie touches on some really ‘negative’ incidents and often without conclusion or comment, which was confusing to say the least. Such as in 1975 when he released a report of Friedrich Peter’s nazi past. Peter was a leading political figure in Austria where Wiesenthal was based,  Bruno Kreisky the very popular Austrian Chancellor very volubly him and then publicly called into question the validity of Wiesenthal’s own history resulting in him being vilified in his own country.  Later when ex United Nations Secretary Kurt Waldheim was attempting to be elected to the Austrian Chancellery his war past was revealed and he not only lost the election but was subsequently banned from re-entering the States, yet Wiesenthal spoke up for him. 

Even if there are questionable patches in Wiesenthal’s story (and my own instinct says there is not) we cannot fail to recognize and be eternally grateful for the impeachable bravery of this one man for whom the horrors of the war never ended as we all got on with our cozy little lives.  This is after the man who, amongst his many many achievements,  caught Adolf Eichmann.  And that alone should get him canonized.

Some of the footage is tough to watch, and even if that doesn't get you perilously close to reaching for the Kleenex, the very heavy soundtrack will.  

B.T.W. its narrated beautifully by Nicole Kidman.


★★★★★★★★

JIRO DREAMS OF SUSHI

At the beginning of this documentary on his life Jiro, a Japanese octogenarian chef, lectures that you must fall in love with your job.  And in fact this is the tale of an extraordinary love affair between him and his endless quest of making the finest sushi ever. From his small unassuming basement restaurant ‘Sukiyabashi Jiro’ in Tokyo that seats just 10 people he became the first ever sushi chef to be awarded the much coveted Michelin 3 Star …. It was, as the judges said, the only rating they could give for such incredibly wonderful food.

Jiro’s passion for perfection is unassuming and quiet and not showy in the least, but nonetheless fiercely determined. Interestingly enough he is somewhat a cold fish of a man (if you will excuse the pun) and even Mr. Yamamoto, Toyko’s leading Food Critic, admitted to be intimated by him whenever he ate there. Yoshikazu, his oldest son works alongside him, as do his team of five staff with whom he is un-mercilessly strict to ensure that together they serve nothing less than the very best. After all, dinner or lunch, consisting only of sushi, starts from 30,000Yen c $380,  and you need to call on month ahead to secure a reservation.  It takes over ten years for one of his apprentice’s to train with him before he will even consider them worthy of the title ‘shokunin’ (artisan).

The director/cinematographer David Gelb shows us every minute and labored process that goes into creating the fine and very simple sushi that Master Jiro creates.  What’s fascinating too is the behind-the-scenes look at the Tokyo Fish Market and the trouble that Yoshikazu goes too with all his highly specialized suppliers to ensure that he gets the very best fish and ingredients regardless of price.  The attention to detail is completely fascinating.

The second son has opened his own Sushi restaurant in the Roponggi district, but no matter how good his sushi is, like his sibling he will never escape being known as the son of Jiro whose work he will never be able to improve upon.  Having said that towards the end of the movie Mr Yamamoto the Critic lets slip that when the Michelin judges ate at Jiro’s the sushi that day had actually been prepared by Yoshikazu.

The film focuses solely on the chef rather than the man himself, and although it shows a brief trip to visit the graves of his parents who all but abandoned him, it doesn't ever mention his wife and the mother of his sons, or much else outside the restaurant walls.

I was completely fascinated by not only this quiet unassuming man’s total dedication to what is really an obsession, but I will also confess that I sat there drooling at each piece he so lovingly made.  I went to bed dreaming of Jiro dreaming of sushi, or more to the point, feeding me with it.

You don’t have to be a big sushi fan to love this captivating movie, but if you are then you will never be happy with what they serve up at your local Japanese restaurant ever again.


★★★★★★★★★

AI WEI WEI : NEVER SORRY

I got totally swept away with this  stunning uplifting movie about the genius who is the celebrated Chinese artist and political activist. Filmmaker Alison Klayman's debut feature documentary chronicled his life for 3 years starting with his role as a Consultant to Herzog the architects as they constructed the 'Birds Nest' Olympic Stadium, and then he immediately infuriated the Government when he became the first notable person to publicly denounce their policy of clearing swathes of the old city to make Beijing look pristine for the outside world for the duration of the Games.

He came to even greater prominence as an activist when he took it upon himself to highlight the real depth of the tragedy caused by the Sichuan Earthquake in 2008 when shoddy school buildings collapsed killing all the students trapped inside. When the Government's propaganda machine clamped down on any information being circulated Wei Wei 'twittered' and got a whole gang of volunteers to come forward and they stealthily managed to gather all the names and details of every single school kid who lost their lives, and then he published the long list as a work of art on the first anniversary of the disaster. 

This transposed into one of Wei Wei's most famous art installations when he plastered the whole front of the Haus der Kunst in Munich with 9000 school backpacks that spelt out in Chinese characters the message 'She lived happily in this world for seven years' a quote from one of the grieving parents. The name of that Exhibition was 'So Sorry' from which they took the title of this film.

This profile also covered the installation of 'Sunflower Seeds' which used 100 million hand-painted porcelain seeds to ever  the entire vast floor of the Tate Modern Turbine Hall in October 2010. 

As a man, Ai Wei Wei comes across as a gentle giant : generous, articulate, funny, with endless compassion for the rights of his fellow countrymen.  Despite his denials he is extraordinary brave and totally fearless even though he almost died from an injury caused by an unprovoked beating from the Police.  On the  April 3rd 2011 the inevitable happened and he 'disappeared' and the Authorities denied knowing of his whereabouts or even if he was still alive.  Both the political and art international communities protested loud and clear with influential voices as important as the US Secretary of State lobbying China, and then suddenly, without notice Wei Wei was released on Bail in June.

There is so much to admire about this man who's art and life enriches so many, and yet we all must fear that maybe next time he 'disappears' that he may never ever return.  

A totally unmissable movie.

(reprinted from my SUNDANCE 2012 BLOG).

★★★★★★★★★★

THE DAY I SAW YOUR HEART

Eli Dhrey is an insensitive boor. He’s a wealthy 60-year-old man who casually announces to his family that his much younger 2^nd wife is pregnant, totally ignoring the distress of Dom his older married daughter who has desperately been trying to conceive for the past two years. His younger daughter Justine, a 27-year-old radiographer but who’s really a frustrated artist, is living on Dom’s couch after breaking up from her last boyfriend, is also none to happy at the news.  She feels her inability to make any romance last is due to the cold-hearted unfeeling relationship that her father has nurtured with her.  She reminds him that as a small child her life was just a long string of his broken promises and he simply retorts ‘as a good Jewish father, I was preparing you for disillusionment!’

Now that the news of another baby has alienated both his daughters, Eli thinks he can simply rectify the situation by suggesting to his wife that maybe she has an abortion instead.  An idea that goes down like a lead balloon and gets him banished to a wall of silence at home and to sleeping on the couch.

Eli is convinced that Justine’s long list of break ups is all down to her flightiness so he goes behind her back and continues his friendship with Atom her last boyfriend so that maybe he can even see if he is able patch things up.  And when he discovers that Justine has already moved on and has Sami another hot young man on her arm (and in her bed) he pays the new suitor a call at the shoe store where he works but his clumsy interfering just freaks the guy out.

Justine takes her frustration out by sneaking everyday objects into work and surreptitiously x-raying them and turning them into pieces of art.  Sami, thinking that she put her father up to their very creepy encounter, is not speaking to her.  And Dom and Bertrand have got finally word that they can adopt, so they need Justine to get her act together and move out of their tiny apartment.  Meanwhile everyone is ignoring Eli including his own employees, one who also once dated Justine.  To try and get back in to Justine's good books Eli goes to her work place under the pretext of needing an x-ray, but when he gets one done, it actually shows that he in does in fact have a heart disorder.

When the story takes a dark twist, we suddenly realize that Atom is not the only ex-beau of Justine that Eli has kept in contact with on a regular basis, but much more important than that, Justine belatedly discovers that her father really did have a heart after all.

I guess I should have started this all off by saying that this rather twisted story is actually a funny wee comedy, and a French one at that, and if you read this Blog regularly you will know that I believe that they make best grown up comedies for grown ups.  It is an easygoing lightweight story about how we should maybe not take family relationships just at face value (I can just so see Hollywood re-making it their way). It is made so eminently watchable by such excellent performances, especially from Melanie Laurent as the frustrated and somewhat anguished Justine.  The more I see of Ms. Laurent on screen ('Inglorious Bastards’, 'The Concert’, ‘Beginners’, ’The Round Up,’) the more I fall in love with her.  Literally.  Only a French romantic comedy  would the leading man be 60+ plus co-star, and veteran movie  actor Michel Blanc really manages to make us like Eli even when he is behaving badly.  And I kept staring at handsome Guillaume Gouix the actor playing Sami, trying to place him, until the penny dropped that he had starred in 'Hors Les Murs' that had me so betwitched just last week.

If you share my love of French Comedy, you will really like this one.  If you want more darkness in your daughter/father relationships then its probably not for you.  

Due to be released in the USA very soon.

★★★★★★★★

ABOUT FACE

Bethann Hardison is an African American who was a very successful NY showroom model for years in the 1960's but it wasn't until she appeared in her first TV commercial that her mother actually saw her work, and she was totally shocked. In those early days the word 'model' was often a pseudonym for hooker, and she had just assumed that her daughter was being coy!  This is just one of the deliciously funny stories that are told by an amazing coterie of the first ever super-models as they look back on the days when they graced the front covers of Vogue way-back-when in photographer Timothy Greenfield-Saunders delightful new documentary.

Greenfield-Saunders interviews some 20 of these women now aged between 50 and 80 years old as he gets them all together for a new group photograph. They represent the creme of the crop of modeling and include Cheryl Tiegs, Isabella Rossellini, Christie Brinkley, Christy Turlington, Jerry Hall, Marisa Berenson, Pat Cleveland, Beverley Johnson and Carmen Dell ’Orefice. These women are not only still stunningly beautiful but without exception are intelligent, articulate, very fascinating people with a great sense of humor.  But the most surprising part was the fact they were all disarmingly honest and genuinely shocked that they could have achieved the success that they had which so empowered their lives.

One of my favorites was the ultra glamorous Carmen Dell 'Orefice, who has such a wonderful infectious energy that is still keeping her working regularly at 81 years old.  The interviewer was tactfully trying to inquire if she had ever had any 'work done' i.e. cosmetic surgery.  Ms. Dell 'Orefice laughing simply retorted that 'if there was a crack in the ceiling you would get it fixed without even thinking about it!' So we took that for a yes, even though there simply is no hint of it on her beautiful face.  She has the  last line too when she swans off so elegantly dressed declaring she doesn't care when her time is up, a long as she dies with high heels on.

And less you think Ms. Hardison's mother was the only one naive in their household, Ms. H had us in stitches when she told us that back then her mother ran with a very fashionable crowd.  One day Ma came home with three very handsome well-dressed men and they all disappeared into her bedroom together.  Some time later her mother left with three very spectacularly dressed women in all their finery.  Young Barbara couldn't work that one out for ages.

Unmissable.

P.S. Reprinted from my SUNDANCE 2012 Blog as the movie is being shown on HBO in the US on Monday 30th August and then after on HBO On Demand, so should be available in other countries very soon.


★★★★★★★★★★

VITO

Vito Russo was an extraordinary man.  A discerning cineaste and movie historian, an avid gay activist and a leading Aids activist : my kind of hero!   In filmmaker Jeffery Schwarz’s  awe-inspiring new documentary on Russo’s action-packed short life we can see the full extent of this remarkable man’s leadership and involvement in gay rights, his major contribution to gay cinema, and especially the sheer passion that he invested in everything he did.

Born in 1946 in a tight knit Italian family who much to young Russo’s distressed moved to New Jersey which he so hated.  On his 18^th birthday, already very sexually active, he moved to New York City which was the perfect home for his boundless energy.  He made a sketchy living writing magazine articles on movies which led him to a position in the Film Dept. at MOMA.  There the Curator encouraged him to research and write about homosexuality in movies before and after Hollywood’s notorious ‘Production Code’, something that no-one else has ever done before.  The result was Russo’s ‘The Celluloid Closet’  which he took in lecture form all over the world, and as a best selling book, and later posthumously, as a documentary film.

Soon after the Stonewall uprising in 1969 he enthusiastically threw himself into gay politics as a leading light in the new Gay Activist Alliance.  In later life he was a founder member of two of the most important gay groups ever i.e. G.L.A.A.D. (Gay &L Lesbian Alliance Against Defamation) and ACT-UP Aids Coalition to Unleash Power)

From interviews with Russo’s family members (particularly Patricia his wonderful cousin) we learn that even as young boy he never ever believed that it was wrong to be gay, or that it was a sin. From his friends and activists colleagues we hear of his unselfish and dedicated commitment to fight injustice and also get decent treatment and help for people with AIDS right to the end even when he was very ill himself.

Russo was an instigator, a mover, a mouthpiece and from all accounts a hell of a nice person too.  He achieved so much more in his 44 years that many never even touch upon in a lifetime that is twice that long.

A tough movie to watch if you have lived through any of that time as some of the memories that come flooding are still not at all easy to deal with.  But as time passes it is essential that crucial and significant people like Russo are remembered for the profound difference that they made, and the price that they paid for us all. This excellent profile is a perfect record to help ensure that we, and future generations, do not forget.

P.S. Currently available in the US on HBO On Demand, and I'm sure will be televised in other countries soon before the DVD is available.

★★★★★★★★★

INTO THE ARMS OF STRANGERS ; STORIES OF THE KINDER TRANSPORT

After the German Wehrmacht invaded Austria in March 1938 and annexed it as part of the Third Reich, Hitler’s S.S. introduced their oppressive ant-Jewish laws within a matter of weeks.  Very soon thousands of Austrian Jews (and other political opponents) were rounded up and 'disappeared' and each day the terror and violence increased and the whole thing escalated and exploded after the devastation of ‘The Night of Broken Glass’ (‘Kristallnacht’) when businesses, homes and synagogues were either ransacked or burnt to the ground and another 30000 Jews were arrested.

A Delegation of Jewish Leaders appealed for help to the Neville Chamberlain the British Prime Minister and amongst their requests was that his Government permit the temporary admission of unaccompanied Jewish children and give them safe harbour.  He agreed and Parliament passed a Bill, which although imposed some conditions, but allowed this to happen.  The same plea was made to the US Government but a similar Bill was sadly defeated in Congress.

Within days the first batch of some 200 children from Austria & Germany (and later Czechoslovakia) arrived scared and bewildered on a boat in Harwich to be allocated to unknown foster parents.  Most of the children spoke little or no English and they not only had to adapt to an alien culture but in non-Jewish households too.  Between 2^nd December and the outbreak of war on September 1^st 1939 some 10000 children were saved in this way thanks to a network of brave and determined people, some of whom on the German side were later sent to Concentration Camps.

This remarkable Oscar Winning Documentary made in 2000 is the story of some of the survivors, most of whom never saw their families ever again.  They retell of the heartbreak of being forced to leave their own homes, and never really appreciating then that this was the ultimate sacrifice that their parents could have made.  Just to see these now elderly people relate how devastated they were when the war broke out and the letters from back home stopped coming for good is heart breaking. 

Being in the UK wasn't all perfect especially for the older boys who were interned when hostilities started.  But after one boat load of them being deported to Australia almost sank, public and political opinion changed significantly and most of those same young men joined a special division of the British Army and fought as soldiers for the rest of the war.

As time fades, our history should not, and well-documented and graphic witness accounts like this are vital to maintain an accurate record to remind us all of the sheer scale of man's inhumanity to man.  Some 1.5 million children (Jewish, gypsies, disabled etc) were killed in the Holocaust, but this is the story of some 10000 that luckily survived.


P.S. This is the second Oscar Winning Documentary from Director Mark Jonathan Harris . In 1997 he won for 'The Long Way Home'  : the story of the post World War II Jewish refugee situation from liberation to the establishment of the modern state of Israel.


★★★★★★★★★

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THE QUEEN OF VERSAILLES

This is an extraordinarily wonderful documentary that followed obnoxious billionaire timeshare mogul David Segal and his pampered blonde trophy wife Jackie as their life of sheer excess starts to crumble around them. The story starts pre-2008 when everything in their Florida mansion was so rosy for them and their seven small spoilt-to-death children and whole menagerie of animals that including countless yapping dogs who pooped everywhere.  However they, and their 19 staff, had outgrown the place so the Segals were now building the largest single house in the US.  Planned to be over 90000 sq feet with some 38 bathrooms alone. It was inspired styled by the French Grand Palais, but actually they copied the top three floors of the Paris Hotel in Las Vegas!

Their lives are reeling with such outrageous bad bad taste, that they actually make those wretched Kardashians look like a Class Act. Imagine that!  Jackie's breasts also match the size of her house , and she is also 'The Queen of Fur Coat & No Knickers Brigade' (she actually wears one in the Florida heat ... a fur coat that is!). Then when the 'crash' happens and the unfinished 'Versailles' is facing foreclosure, they only have 4 house staff, and Mr. Siegel is fighting hard to hang on to his business, but Jackie is still out shopping.  Not Chanel this time, but actually Walmart where she still manages to fill four shopping carts with more toys that the kids really do not need.  The hilarious film is compulsive viewing and is peppered with some priceless quotes .... like when Jackie is talking about her annoyance that the Stimulus Money that Obama gave to the Banks was intended to pass on to the common people like them without a hint of irony.  And on that basis she would deserve a lot, because she is dead common! 

I loved every single minute of it


(Reprinted from my Sundance 2012 Blog)


★★★★★★★★★★