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Post by tom on Jun 1, 2021 0:52:17 GMT -6
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Post by tom on Jun 1, 2021 1:00:39 GMT -6
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Post by Admin on Jun 3, 2021 22:34:38 GMT -6
But with Frank Perry’s 1981 film adaptation, featuring Faye Dunaway’s shrieking, hollow, larger-than-life performance, the damage was done. In just 129 minutes the film unravels what Crawford had been building for herself since first gracing the screen in the late 1920s. It turned the image of Crawford in the cultural imagination into a monstress, a soulless camp icon to be mocked and reviled but rarely respected, and a cautionary tale of what happens when women put their careers first. |
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Post by tom on Jun 5, 2021 13:22:51 GMT -6
But with Frank Perry’s 1981 film adaptation, featuring Faye Dunaway’s shrieking, hollow, larger-than-life performance, the damage was done. In just 129 minutes the film unravels what Crawford had been building for herself since first gracing the screen in the late 1920s. It turned the image of Crawford in the cultural imagination into a monstress, a soulless camp icon to be mocked and reviled but rarely respected, and a cautionary tale of what happens when women put their careers first. Too true. I've always though that Joan's story is the quintessential Americana rags to riches story, and would make a fascinating movie. Even the upswing in interest due to the TV show about her feud with Bette Davis, from what little bit I've seen, it seems to focus on the negative aspects of her character and of her career. |
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