Word: scripted
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...lashes while a sailor is whipped, his mouth frames a silent "eleven." Then, standing alone at the rail, he continues to strike his own flank with his rattan crop, privately counting out lash after lash in seething frustration. Ustinov, who produced and directed the film and helped write the script, has the good taste to resist turning Billy's fate into a jeremiad, or Vere's torment into a tour de force...
Even this might have been amusing if the script were not so doggedly glum. In Act I, the President glooms about being in the White House, little-boy-blues-singing his way through such laments as It Gets Lonely in the White House. All through Act II, the ex-President glooms about being out of the White House, dosing himself with musical pep pills (You Need a Hobby). Having opted for sentiment instead of satire, Mr. President should have been rousingly rah-rah; instead, it is mostly nahnah...
Brown, trying to turn the Communism issue against Nixon, claims that the former Vice President "is dealing in panic," that Nixon is simply rereading the same script that got him elected to Congress in 1946 and to the Senate in 1950. "Clichés like this went out with 'whizbang' and the Stutz Bearcat," cries Brown. But Pat is careful to advocate an expansion of anti-Communism teaching in the schools "in a nonhysterical atmosphere...
Malle's merciless closeups, more eloquently than the script, make the picture's point: it's hard for a mere woman to be a movie goddess. Affair's scenario is creepily Bardographical. It tells the story of a simple girl who doesn't enjoy being a movie idol. She signs autographs as if on her own death warrant, views mobs of admirers from the back seat of her white Citroën like some tumbrel-borne Marie Antoinette, hysterically adopts a lover-of-the-week policy. Finally, after fainting in the midst of a rabble...
...paintings had a similar rhythm, almost musical in their surges of line and empty spaces of pure silence. They required the mastery of the same calligraphic stroke, from the tight lines of the academic seal characters to the freer lines of "grass script." Color, when used, was often so fragile that it looked as if it could be blown away...