I Vinti (1953, Italy, Antonioni)
The post-war kids are absolutely terrible. They look innocent, but their souls are bottomless pits. They murder, and steal, and the worst creep of them all is some sort of proto-21st century self-promoter, whose first thought on discovering a dead body is to put it up on YouTube. Watched it all.
Prisoners of the Casbah (1953, USA)
You know, I think the Grand Vizier may be evil. 1) He has a beard, 2) he’s an efficient administrator – and 3) he’s the Grand Vizier. Watch out, curiously American-looking princess of that Arab desert tribe, so beloved by Hollywood, where one covers the faces of women but not their midriffs! Watched: 8 minutes.
Pickup on South Street (1953, USA, Fuller)
In addition the laughably bad, there were also some good movies about Communist spies. The Thief was one, here is another. What they have in common is that Communism is just another variation on “generic evil organization that keeps the plot boiling”. Watched it all. Oh, and this one too ends with the commie traitors getting punched in the face. Awright!
The Glenn Miller Story (1953, USA, Mann)
Oh, Anthony Mann – why? Why?! I understand that cheerful, sappy, historically worthless biopics must be made, because it makes viewers feel in touch with Greatness without having to deal with anything real and disturbing, but why you? Watched: 13 minutes.