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cry-bastion · 10 months
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DIRK BOGARDE as EDWARD BARE in Cast a Dark Shadow (1955), dir. Lewis Gilbert
Well, I slipped up that time, Moni. You wanted to look after me. I shall have to think again. One thing's certain, though. Somebody's got to pay my passage.
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ennaih · 4 months
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Not Every Film I Watch In 2024
11. The Gentle Gunman (1952)
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harritudur · 2 years
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Dirk Bogarde, in HUNTED (1952) dir. Charles Crichton
“You promised. You promised!” “I know. I know...”
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cinemajunkie70 · 1 year
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The Night Porter appreciation post!
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cursemewithyourkiss · 7 months
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I remain slightly cross with Ronald Colman for not playing Charles Darnay. He was all like yeah I don't want to do a double role, then two years later he does a double role in The Prisoner of Zenda. I mean, come on! I genuinely think it would've been a better film if he'd played both of them
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sirbogarde · 1 year
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Hi! So I have a question about The singer not the song. Did I understand well? Bogarde didn't like John Mills? Do you know why?
@faisonsunreve
Sorry for taking a minute to answer this!
Off the top of my head I remember that he was mad at Rank because he was trying to get out of his contract and they were forcing him to do one last movie (The Singer Not the Song). In addition to that he was expecting a big name star that he liked and that was sexy to play the role of the priest, and when he found out it was to be Mills instead he decided to "make life unbearable for everyone concerned"
Here are some supporting quotes lol :
Nor was he happy with the choice of John Mills as the priest, having envisaged a younger actor rather than Mills, who had played his elder brother in The Gentle Gunman. (McFarlane, 70) Filming did not go well. Given a situation he hated, he played the role with tongue-in-cheek camp wearing the now famous tight black leather trousers and swishing a black leather crop atop a white stallion. (Dirk's website)
The star was keener on the project – partly because he was under the impression that Richard Burton or Peter Finch would be wearing the cassock, partly because it would allow him to appear on screen in a pair of tightly tailored leather trousers. When Rank foisted John Mills on the production, Bogarde became a spirit of vengeance. "I will make life unbearable for everyone concerned," he said. He was as good as his word. (The Guardian)
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california-112 · 4 months
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Someone tell me why I feel a protective urge towards Dirk Bogarde's character every time his voice breaks
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rosepompadour · 4 months
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On one occasion she brought me a couple of rose bushes. It was a cold day in early March. She said, "If you put them in now you'll just make it; this one is called after me - rather pretty, and very sweet of them - and this one," indicating a little bunch of thorns in a plastic bag, "this one is new, I ordered it specially for you, it's called 'Super Star'." And I said, rather lightly, "Then they are both called after you, how lovely." Viv was quite still for a moment, and then her eyes rimmed with tears and she hugged me like a little bear. And we just stood there in the cold garden among the silent roses until she had composed herself. When she was ill, this last time, she sent me a card with a lady wearing a huge cartwheel hat covered in cherries and lace, an old theatrical postcard, I think it was of Lily Elsie, and she wrote, "This is what I wear in bed to receive my guests and visitors. Don't wait until I'm stronger, I'm simply splendid; do, do come in sometime next week." But there wasn't a next week. - Dirk Bogarde
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gatabella · 9 months
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"I can find no fault with Miss Gardner, either in the extraordinary glory of her beauty, or the gentleness of her love and affection, or even the amazing strength of her loyalty; quite apart from the fact the she really is an actress, which few directors have bothered to find out, being quite content with the staggering splendor of her looks."
-Dirk Bogarde
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maudeboggins · 4 months
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Favourite stuff from the past year:
I was tagged by @norashelley and @womansfilm for best films and books of the year but i was already putting together some lists and I can't contain it to just 9! Here are my favourite things of the year, in chronological order:
Films:
The Great Gabbo (1929)
Madam Satan (1930)
Min and Bill (1930)
Hell's Angels (1930)
Street Scene (1931)
Million Dollar Legs (1932)
Hoopla (1933)
Alice in Wonderland (1933)
I'm No Angel (1933)
Death Takes a Holiday (1934)
Hips, Hips, Hooray! (1934)
The Old Fashioned Way (1934)
First a Girl (1935)
Ruggles of Red Gap (1935)
Poppy (1936)
It's Love I'm After (1937)
Give Me a Sailor (1938)
Never Say Die (1939)
Hellzapoppin' (1941)
Stage Fright (1950)
Richard III (1955)
The Curse of Frankenstein (1957)
Carry On Cleo (1964)
A Warning to the Curious (1972)
Favourite actors: Sylvia Sidney, W.C. Fields, Bert Wheeler, Marie Dressler, Joan Blondell, Dirk Bogarde, Greta Garbo, Fredric March, Jessie Matthews, Harpo Marx, Martha Raye, John Barrymore, Vivien Leigh & Laurence Olivier
Books:
Dream Story (Arthur Schnitlzer, 1926)
Ex-Wife (Ursula Parrott, 1929)
Deep Water (Patricia Highsmith, 1957)
Groucho and Me (Groucho Marx, 1959)
Listening Walls (Margaret Millar, 1959)
Harpo Speaks! (Harpo Marx, 1961)
The Collector (John Fowles, 1963)
The Sunne in Splendour (Sharon Kay Penman, 1982)
Eleven (Patricia Highsmith, 1994)
I Who Have Never Known Men (Jacqueline Harpman, 1995)
Empress (Shan Sa, 2003)
Junji Ito’s Cat Diary (2009) (a re-read but truly one of the greatest books about cats)
Dark Matter: A Ghost Story (Michelle Paver, 2010)
A Head Full of Ghosts (Paul Tremblay, 2015)
I’ve read 73 books this year. Many many books I did not finish and abandoned (i always get between 50-200 pages in to give it a real chance but I don’t believe in reading things I don’t enjoy), so ive actually consumed quite a bit more than 73 books. I did read a lot of dumb, trashy horror and thriller novels. Sometimes I don’t have the energy to read something intelligent and just need something easy. But that really bumps up my read count.
Favourite Albums:
Every year all I listen to are the same albums on repeat and I have a really hard time getting into new music. But this year I was especially into:
Joanna Newsom - Divers (previously I did not enjoy this album of hers but I have come around to it)
Shirley Collins - Adieu to Old England
Shirley Collins - Sweet England
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signify-nothing · 4 months
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2023 In Review - Top 5 Movies
The Servant (1963)
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It's safe to say I lost my fucking mind over this movie. I've watched it no less than five times, I've read the source novel, I've annotated academic articles about it, read the British Film Institute volume, looked over Dirk Bogarde's biography passages pertaining to it, and listened to some great podcast episodes discussing its themes.
My best friend watched it with me and said it was Lana Del Reycore, which is something I haven't been able to get out of my head since. It's so slutty and and wild and gorgeously shot. Every scene just gives me chills (I mean, just check out the hand placement over the shadow in the GIF above. Does it get hornier?). That's not even getting into Bogarde's acting. So gloriously unhinged. You never know quite what he's thinking, but you believe he's thinking it with your whole body (Does that make sense? Probably not). It's confounding and wonderful and never ceases to mesmerize me.
2. Saltburn (2023)
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I went absolutely fucking feral over this movie. The most accurate review I can give of it is: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. Emerald Fennell said one of her key inspirations was The Servant (1963) and when I learned that, my neural pathways rewired themselves because, of fucking course. Oliver Quick is the spiritual successor to Dirk Bogarde's Hugo Barrett. A character as compelling as he is diabolically fucked up. Someone you can't help but wish would ruin your life.
That's not even getting into the gorgeous cinematography, the perfect soundtrack, or the paradigm-shifting sex scenes that have taken up full-time residence in my brain. I'm this movie's bitch.
3. Wild Things (1998)
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2023 really became the year of trashy erotic thrillers for me and I'm owning it 100%. This movie is ridiculously sexy, gay, and beyond - beyond - absurd. Just watch it. And listen to the Horror Queers podcast about it. And the Bechdel Cast podcast after that.
4. Flesh for Frankenstein (1973)
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It's an x-rated Young Frankenstein with Udo fucking Kier and lots of full frontal male nudity. Is any more information needed? Another one where the Horror Queers podcast is absolutely mandatory post-screening.
5. Past Lives (2023)
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Needless to say, this film departs wildly from the 4 films above it... or does it? In its own restrained way, this film is slutty as fuck. No one knows longing like these two. There, I said it.
... But to put it in more respectful terms, this film captures the feeling of having to choose a life you love over a person you love, which is something I've had to do multiple times. It's always heartbreaking. I rarely shed a tear at movies, but this one made me ugly cry. A lot.
Honorable Mention: Showgirls (1995)
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You really thought I was gonna end this list on a downer? Not this year. I fucking love this movie and will not be made ashamed. Kyle MacLachlan's hair alone is enough to make this a camp classic. It's on a level of absurd that surpasses all logic, and that is what makes it so brilliant. A great double-bill with Wild Things. Don't forget to check out the Horror Queers & Bechdel Cast pods after viewing. They provide the chocolate syrup & cherries on top.
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cinemajunkie70 · 1 year
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byneddiedingo · 11 months
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Dirk Bogarde in Death in Venice (Luchino Visconti, 1971)
Cast: Dirk Bogard, Björn Andrésen, Marisa Berenson, Mark Burns, Silvana Mangano, Romolo Valli, Nora Ricci, Leslie French, Franco Fabrizi. Screenplay: Luchino Visconti, Nicola Badalucco, based on a novel by Thomas Mann. Cinematography: Pasqualino De Santis. Art direction: Ferdinando Scarfiotti. Film editing: Ruggero Mastroianni. 
I have nothing against slowness in movies if it leads to a satisfactorily immersive experience, but Death in Venice is just languorous, taking its own weary way toward the conclusion promised in the film's title. Watching it patiently has some rewards: Dirk Bogarde's fine performance as Gustave von Aschenbach; the sometimes opulent, sometimes melancholy views of Venice provided by Pasqualino De Santis's cinematography; the handsome sets by Ferdinando Scarfiotti and costumes by Piero Tosi; loving glimpses of Silvana Mangano as Tadzio's mother; and great gulps of Mahler's third and fifth symphonies on the soundtrack. But the screenplay by Visconti and Nicola Badalucco carries no intellectual or emotional weight. Thomas Mann's novella is meant to be savored and reflected upon, but film inevitably carries us along with our expectations of action, and there is little enough of it going on anywhere but in Aschenbach's head to provide Visconti with something to shoot. He resorts to flashbacks: to the illness that causes Aschenbach to take his fatal trip, to the happy days of Aschenbach's marriage (Marisa Berenson plays his wife) and the devastating death of their child, to a visit to a prostitute who plays Beethoven's Für Elise on the piano, to the storm of cheers and boos at the performance of Aschenbach's composition (actually an excerpt from the Mahler third symphony) and an argument with a friend (Mark Burns) about his music. The beautiful young Tadzio (Björn Andrésen) clearly represents something that has been lost from (or never present in) Aschenbach's life, But Visconti never makes Aschenbach's obsession with Tadzio either psychologically or thematically convincing. In the end we're left with little more than Aschenbach as the aging gay man doomed to a lonely death -- a too-familiar trope.
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sirbogarde · 2 years
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"I despise you"
"I'm sorry about that"
"he's so frightfully unattractive. It doesn't matter if your good enough for my wife, but are you good enough for me? I really don't think so"
JDJDJDJSJDJ DIRK my king of sass you are eating this role UP 💅💅💅
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fabiansteinhauer · 4 months
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Dankbar
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Für alles gibt es Dankbares. Ralph Giuliani etwa ist ein toller Lieferant, unter anderem für Beobachtungen zu Pathosformeln, Memen und zum Nachleben der Antike. Er ist ein gutes Beispiel dafür, dass etwas nicht erst dann zum Bild wird, wenn ein Fotograf den sog. Auslöser drückt. Schon der Körper und das Gesicht sind als Objekte denkbar, die als Bilder gehändelt und bestritten werden. Das Bild halten wir nicht für ein Medium, es sei denn, dass das Bild ein Medium ist, das in allen anderen Medien als Bild vorkommt.
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Das Gesicht ähnelt zum Beispiel einem anderen Gesicht, wiederholt oder reproduziert es damit in gewisser Hinsicht, also meteorologisch -weise und wegweisend. Das Gesicht mimt ein anderes Gesicht. Das Gesicht erscheint machmal gleich doppelt und dreifach übersetzt zur Vorsicht, auch große Gesichter kommen als Ausdruck großer Vorsicht vor, zum Beispiel mit aufgerissenen Augen und aufgestelltem Mund, mit geblähten Nasenlöchern und schlackernden Ohren, wie mit einem windenden Kettenvorhang aus Os. Anders herum ist es auch möglich: Vorsicht wird in Gesicht übersetzt.
Wer Ralph Giuliani nicht schon alles war, sogar als Dirk Bogarde und Gustav von Aschenbach, damit ingewisser Hinsicht auch als Gustav Mahler und Richard Wagner kam er schon vor, als lustig singendes Entlein und Anwalt von Donald Trump, Bürgermeister und Cleaning Man von New York tauchte er zweitweise auf. An manchen Tagen glaubt man, die Welten von Jonathan Swift, François Rabelais, von Petronius sei weit entfernt. Dann will man sie und hat man sie so nah, wie einen geliebten Kachelofen in kalten Bergen, der den Rücken jucken lässt, weil er so schön durchblutet.
Dogmatik ist Schild- und Scheinwissenschaft, man muss als Jurist den Umgang damit kennen und üben.
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I love Bildredaktionen, wenn sie gut sind! Hier hat eine Redaktion geleistet, sogar die leichte Untersicht auf das Gesicht von Giuliani wurde eingehalten! Regel! Perfekter Winkel! Perfektes Licht, im Hintergrund warme Lichtquelle von Links und im Vordergrund kalte Lichtquelle von Rechts, das ist superdynamisch, ohne unübersichtlich zu sein. Perfekter Moment!
Gut, man kann darüber streiten, warum Politiker wie Trump, Giuliani und Johnson immer doof, linkisch und idiotisch und Putin immer bis oben hin putinförmig aufgefüllt gezeigt wird. Man kann die kalkulierte Überraschungsfreiheit in den Erwartbarkeiten, dem Stoff der Institutionen, auch beklagen.
Die Holzhammerikonographie, die sich in den letzten Jahren doch stark mit den Journalisten entwickelt hat, die alle haben, was zu leicht haben ist, nämlich Meinung und Haltung, die ist manchmal schon a bisserl bekloppt. Aber wenn es die Richtigen trifft, freue ich mich immer. Wenn es die Richtigen trifft, steigt mir die Häme wie ein Bäuerchen nach zuviel Alete auf, aber ist schon ok so.
Meine Mitbewohner sind gerade aufgewacht und behaupten, der hieße gar nicht Ralph Giuliani, sondern Rudolph oder Rudy Giullani. Kann sein.
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insane in the brain about the servant (1963) UH GAIN. dirk bogarde how am i supposed to cope when you move your mouth the way you do and drag james fox up by his tie Cleo laine why are you allowed to sing the same song 10 times and i love each and every time John Dankworth can i turn the bit where you melt the blues song and the woodwind score together from diegesis to non-diegesis into some sort of delicious beverage, a martini perhaps HAROLD PINTER i demand you answer for your word crimes Who is JOHN? WHAT are they PLANNING? Joseph Losey my good man are you aware that the bit where dirk bogarde deals 100 psychic damage to james fox by standing naked on the landing, has also irrevocably changed my brain chemistry as did everything in this film?
you’re all blocked. none of you are free from sin
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