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Well, lo and behold, there is. Unfortunately, he costs $100,000, and the heroine apparently doesn't have Blue Cross. Enter Michael's wicked witch of a wealthy mother (Beatrice Straight), wearing more eyelashes than all the Gabors combined. Mom doesn't like Nancy because Nancy's Dad, long deceased, was once an armed robber. But Mom will fork over the hundred grand if Nancy agrees to stay away from Michael for ever. The pact is sealed, and Nancy gets some new flesh to go with her stitches. With the help of a shrink, she even...
...Bolger dance you off to the Emerald City in the sweetest fashion this side of a tornado. This movie just doesn't seem to fade--and how could it, with classic songs, great cameos, and munchkins to boot. Cynics in the crowd may yell "Cora!" when the wicked witch appears on the screen, but those are the kind of people who liked Animal House and so be it. This is undoubtedly the ultimate Hollywood fantasy movie from the good old days of the Depression. See it and be a kid again...
Bloch's view is part of her new book, So the Witch Won't Eat Me (Houghton Mifflin; $9.95). Despite its slightly frivolous title, its central idea is quite serious. After 25 years' work with some 600 patients, most of them children, she concludes that fear of infanticide is crucial in early psychological development and sometimes in later psychological problems as well. Among her patients, she points out, she "never found anyone who did not have this fear and whose lifestyle was not designed to deal with...
Bacall is not overly reflective about her times. She has a few standard warnings about the danger of Communist witch hunts. But mainly she clicks off the events and people in her life with the diligent rhythms of the Twentieth Century Limited, which she had boarded in 1943 to start her film career. The exception is when she recounts Bogart's stoic struggle with terminal cancer. Here her prose becomes spare and piercing: "I sat with him, had coffee-he still couldn't forget the night before. I asked him if he felt better...
Veronica Lewis's accused witch Jennet Jourdemayne appropriately sparkles like a jewel, lighting up her surroundings with painted cheeks and wild eyes, desparate, martyred gesticulations, and bright brocaded cape and gown. Her entrance in the first act rescues it from tedium, and in subsequent scenes Lewis outclasses the other players in dramatic ability and depth of character. Only in the last act does she fail to hold her own, lapsing into moon-eyed fatuousness at Jeffrey Harper's words of love...