Another re-released classic. Of course, I've seen Look back in Anger before - but never in a cinema, which makes all the difference. I do love a bit of monochrome squalor but it did seem very stagey and dated and Jimmy Porter, the original Angry Young Man, is nothing but a whinging, ranting bully who needs to pull himself together and use his university degree to get a proper job. I mean, honestly, an Angry Young Man who sells jelly babies on a market stall lacks credibility.
But oohh, Richard Burton ...
I was wondering why today's actors seem so lacking in old-fashioned sex-appeal. Then Burton's hairy chest flashed across the screen ... when did you last see a manly chest on a cinema screen? Are they all waxing? No wonder they seem so girly!
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I've don't think I've seen the film but saw it at the theatre several years ago. I think you could be right about those chests!
Never mind the chest, it's the voice that gets me. What a gift, what a waste.
This has nothing to do with the movie, but I had the interesting (and odd) experience of visiting Richard Burton's grave a couple of years ago. There was a simple gravestone in a slightly overgrown. walled-in section, set apart from other graves, in a cemetery near my sister's home in Switzerland. There are about 20 other gravestones in this section, and it seemed to be such an odd place. Apparently he lived in the area at the end of his life (my sister's mother-in-law sometimes saw him in the pharmacy).
That beautiful voice, Callmemadam - especially reading Dylan Thomas.
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