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This Week's Revivals
By Richard von Busack
Cat People/Curse of the Cat People
(1942/1944). "One day," said director
Jacques Tourneur, "Val Lewton called and
asked me over to his office. He said he'd
that [head of RKO] Charlie Koerner had
been at a party the night before and that
someone suggested he make a picture
called Cat People. The next morning, Charlie
asked Val to come up with a script to suit
the title." ( John Brosnan, Horror People.)
The result was producer Val Lewton's
best-remembered psychological horror
film, a story of an ancient Serbian legend
reoccurring in New York as the delusions—
or are they?—of a lady (Simone Simon).
The skin-tightener is the indoor swimming
pool scene; Tourneur claims the significant
shadows on the wall are caused by his fist
over a spotlight, but many viewers have
seen a panther there, stalking and ready
to strike. BILLED WITH Curse of the Cat
People. Ann Carter plays the daughter of
the Simone Simon character in Cat People,
here bewitched—or perhaps bedeviled—by
an imaginary lady, as well as two sinister,
fanciful ladies next door. (Plays May 5-6 in
Palo Alto at the Stanford Theater.)
Jesus Camp
(2006) Evangelicals gone wild.
Documentary makers Heidi Ewing and
Rachel Grady tour a South Dakota camp
for Kids in Ministry International, where
church and state are irreparably mixed. We
see a ceremonial blessing of a cardboard
stand-up of George W. Bush, placed on
a mantle of fleecy cotton representing
heaven; this idol is saluted in an oratory
of worshippers speaking in tongues.
Interviewees include Ted Haggard of the
New Life Church, very shortly before an
especially delicious scandal forced him out
of office. The finale takes place at a car wash,
near where slate-colored snow surrounds
jail-like housing tracts. It looks, in poet
Ted Hughes' phrase, as if a fist of cold had
squeezed the fire in the core of the world—
a vision of the wintry triumph of a bornagain
land, and it's all a hell of a lot more
bloodcurdling than Margaret Atwood's The
Handmaid's Tale. (Plays May 4 at 7:30 in Palo
Alto at the Unitarian/Universalist Church of
Palo Alto, 505 E. Charleston. www.worldcentric.org.)
The Toll of the Sea/Madame Butterfly
(1922/1934) Two versions of Madame
Butterfly to help celebrate Opera San Jose's
current production. The Toll of the Sea
stars a 17-year- old Anna May Wong as
Lotus Flower, who rescues a shipwrecked
American and ruins her life. This early
experiment in Technicolor was written by
Francis Marion, celebrated in the book and
documentary Without Lying Down. A figure
similarly in need of historical retrieval is
Sylvia Sidney, whose Janet Gaynor-like
frailty concealed enough durability to
survive bouts with Fritz Lang and Alfred
Hitchcock, as well as to stay onscreen
deep into old age. (Tim Burton used her
as the gently senile granny rescued from
hideous aliens in Mars Attacks!) Sidney, a
Jewish New Yorker with Romanian roots,
plays the self-sacrificing Japanese heroine
in this slightly static nonmusical version.
Despite being a Caucasian in an Asian part,
Sydney's shy sweetness gets the desired
emotional effect in the film's punch line.
The young Cary Grant co-stars as the
faithless Pinkerton. Pauline Kael wrote that
Grant wasn't really Grant until the era of
the screwball comedy. On the contrary, you
can clearly see a star on the rise in Grant's
carefree scenes at a teahouse, in the way he
sleekly finesses Cio-Cio-San's discovery of
a photo of a blonde in her new husband's
suitcase—and finally when he registers
the dreadful seriousness of his situation,
reflected in the face of the poor woman
who waited for him. (Plays May 4 in Palo
Alto at the Stanford Theatre.)
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