Music Matters

Florence Foster Jenkins I believed would be a barrel of laughs since it’s about a woman singing badly.
Although it’s based on a true story, it missed the mark. It feels like a 1940’s studio comedy- soon to be forgotten after you leave the theater.
It’s subject is an American amateur opera singer whose voice brought joy to millions in the depths of wartime, largely because she could turn even the most graceful coloratura soprano line into what could described as a screeching aria.

A cinematic dud

American Cinematique is an independent, cultural organization in Los Angeles dedicated exclusively to the public presentation of moving images.
Every May they hold a European film festival at the Egyptian Theatre that is sponsored by the Consulates.
It’s a great concept… one I wholeheartedly support but something has gone wrong.

Spring Forward

This week with the start of spring, I celebrated the passage along with what would have been my father’s 91st birthday, with a film. I attended, Le Lycee Francais de Los Angeles in collaboration with the French Consulate’s and Alliance Francaise de Los Angeles, Film Festival.

Power in the Color Red

He and his liberal colleagues with their “let’s help them” attitude rubs newspaper columnist Hedda Hopper (Helen Mirren) and actor John Wayne (David James Elliott), the wrong way. They both are governed by self-righteousness and have a personal agenda to expose Communists out of the closet. Sort of like present day Republicans with a “let’s get them” attitude.