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bettie“BETTIE PAGE REVEALS ALL”  My rating: B (Opens Jan. 17 at the Tivoli)

101 minutes | MPAA rating: R

Even those who don’t know her name will recognize the look — the black bangs, the gorgeous body (not skinny, not plump, just right), and especially the attitude she wore like other women wore clothing —  a heady blend of healthy sexuality and girl-next-door good humor.

Bettie Page was the pinup girl of the 1950s. Then she vanished, only to return in recent years as an iconic image, the stuff of advertisements, book covers and tattoos.

Her face and form are so universally recognized and accepted that she’s become a brand, and as is  the case with Walt Disney, many young people don’t even realize that Bettie Page was a real person.

Mark Mori and Doug Miller’s documentary, “Bettie Page Reveals All,” means to set the record straight. And they have an unexpected ally: Bettie herself, who a few years before her death at age 85 in 2005 sat down to tape a long audio interview about her life and career.

She’s not the only voice here — the film is packed with talking-head sexperts ranging from Hugh Hefner and Dita Von Teese to pop culture academics and, poignantly, one of Bettie’s former husbands. But Bettie’s is the voice you remember, a grandmotherly voice with a Southern drawl and a tendency to make even horrific memories somehow less ghastly.

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Clark Gable, Norma Shearer in "Idiot's Delight"

Clark Gable, Norma Shearer in “Idiot’s Delight”

“Idiot’s Delight” screens at 1:30 p.m. Saturday, January 18, 2014 in the Durwood Film Vault of the Kansas City Central Library, 14W. 10th St.  Admission is free. It’s part of the year-long film sereies Hollywood’s Greatest Year, which offers movies released in 1939.

“Idiot’s Delight” is a movie whose time has come.

And gone.

Sorry to damn with faint praise a film based on a Pulitzer Prize-winning play, a movie that features Clark Gable’s only on-screen singing/dancing performance. But this is a classic case of a once-celebrated flick that no longer works for modern audiences.

Still, it came out in 1939 and as one of that year’s hits it’s part of our year-long film series Hollywood’s Greatest Year.

“Idiot’s Delight” is about a bunch of travelers representing different countries and political persuasions who are stranded in a posh mountaintop hotel in the Alps. War has broken out (clearly World War II, though it’s not identified as such) and the borders have been closed.

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Julianne Nicholson, Meryl Streep, Julia Roberts

Julianne Nicholson, Meryl Streep, Julia Roberts

“AUGUST:  OSAGE COUNTY”  My rating: C+ (Opens wide on Jan. 10)

121 minutes | MPAA rating R

Some stories were meant to be performed on a stage.

For instance, the plays of Sam Shepard, which deliver moments of violence and affrontery you almost never see in live theater. A Shepard character might be required to beat a typewriter to death with a golf club, smash dozens of glass bottles just feet from the folks in the front row, or urinate on his little sister’s science project in full view of the paying customers.

If those things happened in a movie, you’d shrug. No big deal.  In a movie you can do anything.

But seeing those moments play out live, in the flesh, while you brace yourself to dodge flying glass shards or broken typewriter keys…well, that has a way of focusing your mind most wonderfully.

I thought of Shepard’s plays while watching John Wells’ screen version of “August: Osage County,” Tracy Letts’ Pulitzer-winning black comedy about an Oklahoma clan assembled to bury its patriarch (played, ironically enough, by  Sam Shepard).  In the same way that Shepard’s  plays almost never make satisfying movies, “August: Osage County” makes an uncomfortable transition to the screen.

First, don’t buy into the TV ads that make it look like a rollicking comedy.  There are laughs here, yeah, but they’re the sort of laughs you can choke on. Dourness is the order of the day.

In adapting his play Letts has boiled a 3 1/2 hour production down to 2 hours. Stuff’s been left out — character development, carefully calibrated pauses — and while the essence of the play remains, it feels curiously underwhelming.

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lone-survivor-wahlberg“LONE SURVIVOR” My rating: B (Opens wide on Jan. 10)

121 minutes | MPAA rating: R

A superior action film based on real events, “Lone Survivor” is a modern update of the classic “lost patrol” movie in which a small unit of soldiers is trapped behind enemy lines and, often, doomed to fight to the last man.

It was inspired by Operation Red Wings, a 2005 mission in which four Navy SEALs were dropped in the mountains of Afghanistan to locate and keep tabs on a Taliban war lord.  As the title suggests, it didn’t go well.

The opening credits of writer/director Peter Berg’s action drama unfold against documentary footage of the grueling (some might say sadistic) training that potential SEALs must negotiate to become part of this elite fighting force. It’s so rough that bodies and spirits begin to break down. For some classes the dropout rate is 90 percent.

The ones who last are tough bastards.

The film proper begins with one of the SEALSs, Marcus Luttrell (Mark Wahlberg), being evacuated by a rescue team. He’s been badly wounded and dies as the medics scramble to revive and stabilize him.

Berg’s screenplay, adapted from the non-fiction book by Luttrell and Patrick Robinson (obviously, Luttrell lived to tell the tale), then flashes back several days as the four members of Operation Red Wings are briefed and make preparations for their mission.

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Joaquinn Phoenix

Joaquin Phoenix…isolated, but not for long

“HER” My rating: A- (Opens wide on Jan. 10)

120 minutes | MPAA rating: R

The sentient computer — the mechanical brain that becomes self aware — has been with us for many years now (perhaps most famously in the person of “2001’s” HAL 9000). But writer/director Spike Jonze’s “Her” pushes that idea in new and wonderful directions.

Along the way it becomes the best film of 2013.

In the near future — so near you can’t categorize the film as science fiction — a computer operating system is developed that so perfectly imitates human thought and emotion as to make the iPhone’s Siri seem like a grunting Neanderthal.

Theodore Twombly (Joaquin Phoenix) is a lonely romantic.  Lonely because he and his wife (Rooney Mara) are divorcing — though Tehodore cannot bring himself to sign the papers.  Romantic because his day job is writing heartfelt letters  to strangers.

He works for a company that, for a fee, will compose personal letters to family members, dearly beloveds, friends and acquaintances. Apparently in this near future most personal written correspondence is limited to texting abbreviatons and emoticons. Some folks will pay big bucks for a well-written, sincere and “handwritten” letter (actually, a computer provides the appropriate font and coughs it out of a laser printer).

Theodore is a master of this old-fashioned form of communication — which only makes his sterile personal life all the more ironic.

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Ginger Rogers, Charles Coburn, David Niven

Ginger Rogers, Charles Coburn, David Niven

“Bachelor Morther” screens at 1:30 p.m. Saturday, January 11, 2014 in the Durwood Film Vault of the Kansas City Central Library, 14W. 10th St.  Admission is free. It’s part of the year-long film sereies Hollywood’s Greatest Year, which offers movies released in 1939.

During the heyday of the Motion Picture Production Code (1930-1968), there were certain things that just couldn’t happen in an American movie.

You couldn’t get away with murder, since the code demanded that criminals be punished before the lights came up.

Bathrooms in Hollywood movies didn’t have toilets…at least you never saw one on screen.

A man and wife couldn’t share a single bed. Twin beds were the order of the day, and should members of the opposite sex find themselves occupying the same horizontal space, at least one of the gentleman’s feet must be planted firmly on the floor.

For that matter, you couldn’t discuss sex, much less show it. Even “excessive or lustful kissing” was prohibited.

Today it all sounds ludicrous, but back then the Production Code exercised immense power in Hollywood, guaranteeing that any movie released by a major studio would be suitable for everyone from Junior to Grandma.

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Toni Servillo in "The Great Beauty"

Toni Servillo in “The Great Beauty”

“THE GREAT BEAUTY” My rating: B+ (Opening Jan. 3 at the Tivoli)

142 minutes | No MPAA rating

It’s impossible to talk about “The Great Beauty” without bringing up Federico Fellini’s “La Dolce Vida.”

Paolo Sorrentino’s film is, if not a literal sequel to that 1960 masterwork about ennui among the jet setters, inescapably a thematic sequel.  And like Fellini’s film, it takes its journalist protagonist on an episodic ride through the Roman night life they don’t feature in the tourist brochures.

The picture begins with achingly beautiful images of Rome.  Cinematographer Luca Bigazzi’s camera seems to float effortlessly through a series of semi-tableaus — the effect is like a sensuous melding of moments from Lars Von Trier’s “Melancholia” and Terrence Malick’s “Tree of Life.”

Then we suddenly find ourselves plunged into an orgiastic party filled with flashing lights,  throbbing techno music and swaying revelers.  The man of the hour is Jep Gambardella (Toni Servillo), a man about town celebrating his 65th birthday.

Some 40 years ago Jep came to Rome after writing a promising first novel…and never followed up on the promise.  Now he does celebrity interviews for a magazine. Apparently it pays well enough for him to maintain a spectacular apartment overlooking the Coliseum.

He’s a Roman down to his toenails — he never leaves the city and knows every alley, fountain, park and plaza like his own bedroom. He wanders the city in the wee hours, usually going home only with the rising sun.

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Greta Garbo, Melvyn Douglas

Greta Garbo, Melvyn Douglas

“Ninotchka” screens at 1:30 p.m. Saturday, January 4, 2014, in the Durwood Film Vault of the Kansas City Central Library, 14 W. 10th St.  Admission is free. It’s part of the year-long film series America’s Greatest Year, which offers movies released in 1939.

For most of her career, the great Swedish star  Greta Garbo (1905-1990) was known as a dramatic actress. A tragic actress, in fact.

In films like “Flesh and the Devil” (1926), “Anna Karenina” (’35), and “Camille”(‘36), the ethereal-looking Garbo loved, suffered, and died. With regularity.

Audiences were riveted by Garbo’s subtlety of expression, something they were unaccustomed to in silent film. In just a few years she became the best-known woman in world, the “unapproachable goddess of the most widespread and remarkable mythology in human history,” according to social critic Alistair Cooke.

Garbo was considered the movies’ most mysterious and seductive leading lady. Most of her films were box office sensations, and the public became obsessed with her personal life and loves … a situation the fundamentally shy and insecure actress found distressing. As a result she went to extremes to shun unwanted publicity and protect her privacy.

Comedians and even animated cartoons often spoofed a line from Garbo’s film “Grand Hotel” in which her moody ballerina character says, “I want to be alone.”

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John Wayne in "STAGECOACH" (1939)

John Wayne in “STAGECOACH” (1939)

“Gone With the Wind.” “The Wizard of Oz.” “Stagecoach.” “Mr. Smith Goes to Washington.” “Wuthering Heights.”

Vivian Leigh and Hattie  McDaniel in "Gone With the Wind"

Vivian Leigh and Hattie McDaniel in “GONE WITH THE WIND”

What these great films have in common is the year in which they hit America’s movie screens. Film critics regard 1939 as the greatest year in Hollywood history, when more memorable movies were released than at any other time.

Throughout 2014, the Kansas City Public Library recreates the movie going experience enjoyed by audiences 75 years earlier. Each week, the free series Hollywood’s Greatest Year will present a movie from 1939.

Laurence Olivier, Merle Oberon in "Wuthering Heights"

Laurence Olivier, Merle Oberon in “WUTHERING HEIGHTS”

To kick off the series, Yours Truly (Robert W. Butler,  former Kansas City Star movie critic,  proprietor of this web site, and a member of the Library’s public affairs department) is giving an introductory talk, 1939: Hollywood’s Greatest Year, on Sunday, December 29, 2013, at 2 p.m. at the Plaza Branch, 4801 Main St.

A reception follows the event. Admission is free.

The actual films series begins the first Saturday of the new year in the Durwood Film Vault at the Downtown Library, 14 W. 10th.  All screenings are at 1:30 p.m. on Saturdays.  The first month is dedicated to comedy and features the films “Ninotchka” (Jan. 4), “Bachelor Mother (Jan. 11), “Idiot’s Delight” (Jan. 18) and “Only Angels Have Wings” (Jan. 25).

Janes Stewart in "MR. SMITH GOES TO WASHINGTON"

James Stewart in “MR. SMITH GOES TO WASHINGTON”

Embracing comedies, musicals, Westerns, heavy-hitting dramas, crime stories, horror, romance – virtually the entire range of films released by the major movie studios — the series includes 1939’s entries from such long-running series as Sherlock HolmesThe Thin ManAndy Hardy, and Tarzan.

Virtually every star then in front of the camera is represented: Henry Fonda, Greta Garbo, Ginger Rogers, John Wayne, Clark Gable, Jean Arthur, Cary Grant, Laurence Olivier, Bette Davis, Errol Flynn, Olivia de Havilland, Humphrey Bogart, Paul Muni, Judy Garland, Spencer Tracy, Mickey Rooney … the list seems endless.

Hope to see you Sunday at the Plaza Library, then on Saturdays throughout the year at the Central Library.

| Robert W. Butler

Walter-Mitty-575“THE SECRET LIFE OF WALTER MITTY” My rating : C+ (Opening wide on Dec. 25)

114 minutes | MPAA rating: PG

You’ve got to be of a certain age for the name Walter Mitty to even mean anything. In other words, old.

First appearing in a short story by James Thurber and then enacted on the screen by Danny Kaye in 1947, the story of a milquetoast Every Man who dreams himself the hero of countless adventures became so ubiquitous that any mousey guy with an active fantasy life was immediately identified as a Walter Mitty type.

More than 60 years later we have Walter’s latest incarnation in “The Secret Life of Walter Mitty,” starring and directed by Ben Stiller. An actor who has often dealt in broad caricatures, Stiller here dials things way down. And he’s more interested in heart than in laughs.

The film opens cleverly enough with poor gray Walter wending his way to his job at Life magazine. He’s usually so lost in his own imagination that he misses his train. The opening credits are cleverly projected onto the city buildings around him.

Walter is a shy guy who aches longingly for a new coworker (Kristen Wiig) who seems not to know he exists. So he invents fantasies in which he’s able to sweep her off her feet. Part of the fun of the film’s opening passages is not knowing what’s real and what’s in Walter’s noggin.

Walter lives in the tomb-like basement of a vast office building where he’s a “negative assets manager.”  His job is to receive, process, and print the rolls of film sent by the one Life photographer who has resisted the digital revolution. Of course you could also read “negative assets manager” in another way…and in fact Walter finds his livelihod threatened when the magazine is taken over by a sneering  downsizer (Adam Scott) who announces they’re closing up shop after publishing one last issue. Continue Reading »