The Long, Hot Summer (1958)
Country: US
Technical: col/Cinemascope 118m
Director: Martin Ritt
Cast: Orson Welles, Paul Newman, Joanne Woodward, Lee Remick, Tony Franciosa
Synopsis:
A grifter and reputed barn-burner arrives in a Mississippi town and turns his charm onto the influential Varner family.
Review:
Newman's first of five collaborations with Ritt is a Williams-style scorcher, all sweat and leering glances, from the pen of William Faulkner. The cast has a ball, rather too much so in the case of Welles, who rants and grimaces like Hank Quinlan from Touch of Evil. Other weaknesses are the overcooked performance from Franciosa, the dialogue, which is nowhere near as good as Williams, and the incongruous, proto-007, title song; but Newman and Woodward light up the screen in their scenes together, and enjoyed themselves so much they got married soon afterwards.
Country: US
Technical: col/Cinemascope 118m
Director: Martin Ritt
Cast: Orson Welles, Paul Newman, Joanne Woodward, Lee Remick, Tony Franciosa
Synopsis:
A grifter and reputed barn-burner arrives in a Mississippi town and turns his charm onto the influential Varner family.
Review:
Newman's first of five collaborations with Ritt is a Williams-style scorcher, all sweat and leering glances, from the pen of William Faulkner. The cast has a ball, rather too much so in the case of Welles, who rants and grimaces like Hank Quinlan from Touch of Evil. Other weaknesses are the overcooked performance from Franciosa, the dialogue, which is nowhere near as good as Williams, and the incongruous, proto-007, title song; but Newman and Woodward light up the screen in their scenes together, and enjoyed themselves so much they got married soon afterwards.
Country: US
Technical: col/Cinemascope 118m
Director: Martin Ritt
Cast: Orson Welles, Paul Newman, Joanne Woodward, Lee Remick, Tony Franciosa
Synopsis:
A grifter and reputed barn-burner arrives in a Mississippi town and turns his charm onto the influential Varner family.
Review:
Newman's first of five collaborations with Ritt is a Williams-style scorcher, all sweat and leering glances, from the pen of William Faulkner. The cast has a ball, rather too much so in the case of Welles, who rants and grimaces like Hank Quinlan from Touch of Evil. Other weaknesses are the overcooked performance from Franciosa, the dialogue, which is nowhere near as good as Williams, and the incongruous, proto-007, title song; but Newman and Woodward light up the screen in their scenes together, and enjoyed themselves so much they got married soon afterwards.