Loving (2016), directed by Jeff Nichols, starring Ruth Negga and Joel Edgerton.
Based on the lives and marriage of Mildred and Richard Loving. Mildred gets pregnant and Richard, who truly loves her, takes her from their home in Virginia to Washington, D.C. and marries her there. The problem is they are an inter-racial couple at a time when many Southern states still have laws against miscegenation. Eventually they are championed by the ACLU, their case goes to the Supreme Court and the miscegenation laws are quashed by the verdict, but along the way they are arrested, threatened with prison, and forced to leave their home. What could have been unbearably sanctimonious is instead moving. The Lovings were simple people who just wanted a decent life together. By focusing on the Lovings rather than on the courts and the trials, the filmmakers put a human face on the issue. Richard was killed by a drunk driver seven years after the court verdict, but if the portrayal of their marriage is anywhere near accurate, they must have had a happy life together while it lasted.
And now, for something completely different ...
Marlowe (1969), directed by Paul Bogart, starring James Garner, Gayle Hunnicutt, Carol O'Connor, Rita Moreno, Bruce Lee and a platoon of familiar character actors (note Kenneth Tobey, without a Thing).
Based on Raymond Chandler's The Little Sister. Mavis Wald is a well-known actress in a very successful sitcom. Pictures of her cavorting with a known gangster could ruin her career, but P.I. Philip Marlowe intrudes. While working a different case he intersects with the blackmailing scheme meant to drain Wald. The story takes a few turns, from family members with few scruples, to a TV exec with something like an ethical outlook, to a doctor who may be crooked and a stripper who may actually like Marlowe, to an appearance by Bruce Lee that probably jump-started his American movie career, given the energy he displays -- it's hard to steal scenes from Garner, but he holds his own with Garner and that's pretty good. Besides the fashions and hair-styles, the slightly jazzy not-quite-rock music, the color, the use of the camera and framing of shots, the sound-stage work all tag this as a 1960s movie. Stirling Silliphant wrote the script and stayed pretty close to the novel, which is mostly good though he probably could have toned down the latent misogyny of Chandler's writing; the direction is mostly crisp and the character actors get some pretty good scenes; one of the movie's strengths is its cast which includes William Daniels and Sharon Farrell. And it failed at the box-office. The P.I. was going out of style, I think, and this one just didn't capture the public imagination -- Robert Altman's The Long Goodbye, also not a financial success, probably drove the final nail in the coffin of the private eye movie; they're about as dead as the Western. Too bad. Garner was good as Marlowe and I'd like to have seen him in another Marlowe movie, maybe a better one. Still, we'll always have Rockford.
Randy M.