On Wednesday, TCM played the 1940 Vivien Leigh film Waterloo Bridge, which, it turns out, was good and far darker than I expected. It’s also apparently a remake of a 1931 film of the same name. (People apparently couldn’t get enough of war-torn love stories in which pretty ladies are forced into prostitution and despair. Like I said, dark, and possibly a progressive statement on that lack of agency women suffered at the time.)
The poster, which at least hints that the film might be worth watching:
Apparently not satisfied yet with the telling of the story, a third remake was released: 1956’s Gaby, which tacked on a “completely new ending,” according to Wikipedia. (Probably less suicide.) I’m guessing the film isn’t actually worth watching, however, and I’m basing that guess solely on this:
I mean, I’m not a movie producer, but I think if I were commissioning someone to design promotional artwork for a movie I wanted people to see, I think I wouldn’t contract that job out to an 14-year-old Estonian mental patient with no sense of spatial alignment, a penchant for splatter paint, and, apparently, the inability to correctly mix earth tones.
Not to mention the fact that it totally looks like a kiss from a creepy uncle.
ReplyDeleteOh, totally. And now that I look at it, what the hell is going on over the guy's shoulder?
ReplyDeleteHAHAHA...I didn't nothice that either. Does this movie take place in the woods behind a truck stop, Mayhaps?
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