Tuesday, September 05, 2006

Arthur

I turned on AMC while eating my breakfast and there was Dudley Moore, spotting Liza Minnelli stealing a tie. It's a comedy, right?--the heir to a billion falls for the would-be-actress shoplifter. Pretty predictable stuff. Then there is this scene at the hospital where he takes care of his valet/guardian, John Geilgud, terrified that he may die and leave him. Moore transforms the hospital room--recreating no doubt the valets own bedroom--and orders in kippers and eggs. He hams it up with cowboy hats and toy pistols, a basketball and a toy train engine. I cry. That is love.

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