Movie Diary 5/14/2012

The Asphalt Jungle (John Huston, 1950). The heist, played out with a gallery of types and a selection of dank urban locations and a good measure of existential resignation.

The Prowler (Joseph Losey, 1951). Every time I watch this film it gets creepier and more exact in its jaundiced look at “making it” in mid-century America. Beat patrolman Van Heflin is lurking around Evelyn Keyes’ window, but then so are you.

The Ambassador (Mads Brügger, 2011). Uh, is there any buzz about this movie, with its Baron Cohenesque protagonist and its I’m-pretty-sure-it’s-really-a-documentary approach? Because it seems as though there should be buzz about it. (Seattle International Film Festival entry)

At What a Feeling!, a week of Eighties movies with SNL stars kicks off with a review of John Landis’s Three Amigos – say, what’s the Spanish word for dud?


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