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Best In Years
George Dean & The Gospel Four have done it again. This project on their new record label has taken the gospel field by storm. Their unique style of quartet gospel is unbelievable. The soft yet gravely vocals of George Dean perfectly contrast the diamond sharp background vocals. Songs such as "Wait On The Lord", "It's Not Enough", and "It's Just A Matter of Time" are sure to be favorites for years to come. If you love great quartet singing this is absolutely the one for you. Lead singer George Dean is a good friend of the newest quartet sensation Lee Williams of the Spiritual Q.C.'s. Williams guest leads on the soul stirring version of "It's Just A Matter of Time". Each song is arranged perfectly making listening to this CD a joy. The smooth transition from one song to another also maintains the "Live" feel of the recording.
They murdered the story!
Forget the first-person-viewpoint-camera nonsense, the REAL crime here is that Steve Fisher and Robert Montgomery hacked up and destroyed one of Raymond Chandler's best novels. By wasting a vast amount of money and talent on this vile travesty, they made "The Lady In The Lake" toxic and unfilmable for years, and Chandler's story -- unlike Fisher's ghastly mangling of it -- is eminently deserving of being made into a movie. The team that did "L.A. Confidential" would be excellent candidates, and I'd really like to see someone of the caliber of Kevin Spacey as Marlowe.
Daring. Unique. Unwatchable.
Robert Montgomery's subjective camera version of Raymond Chandler's novel, one must assume, was met with the universal consensus: "Well...now we all know that doesn't work." With the hardworking cast addressing the camera as if it's Philip Marlowe, you feel like you're watching a 90-minute series of screen tests. The stunt would be laughable if it weren't so dull.The guys on the commentary refer to this as noir, and I hardly think so as half the movie's as MGM sun dappled as an Andy Hardy picture.
Lady in the Lake - Movie with a gimmic
Lady in the Lake is a movie with a gimmick. The movie is an early experiment with virtual reality, "You are the detective, you see what he sees!" The camera acts as the main character moving around the set and talking to the other actors. The effect is similar to playing "Doom" but without the rocket launcher. I hope this idea looked better on paper then it worked in practice.Lloyd Nolan and Audry Meadows do their best as the villains but even they can't save this ultra low-budget movie.Suggestions: 1) For fun count the number of times the camera pans down to show you Robert Montgomery's hand pushing a door bell. 2) Never watch this movie after viewing "Murder my Sweet." The let-down is too much.
What were the people who liked this movie smoking?
Worst. Performances. Ever. (I am including the various school plays my children performed in. In fact, there is many a six-year old Turnip in "Mr. Farmer's Garden" who could have taught Audrey Totter a thing or two about natural human behavior.)And the subjective camera? It could not have been less effective. For one (and only one . . the list of why it didn't work is much longer) thing, the angles were all much too narrow; the actual human eye sees about 15 feet more to each periphery than the "subjective" camera, which means that we didn't see anything like what "Marlowe" saw, unless he had a serious vision disorder.The only difference in quality between this and "PLan 9 from Outerspace" is the amount of money this cost.
Must to Avoid
I'm giving this film one star because I can't give it fewer -- the Amazon servers won't let me. This is possibly the worst detective film ever. My big fear is that someone unfamiliar with Film Noir and/or Raymond Chandler will see this and think that this is what it's all about. The objective camera "experiment" is fun for about 30 seconds -- long enough to realize Robert Montgomery dosen't have what it takes to play Phillip Marlowe. From there it's downhill. "The Lady in the Lake" is my favorite Chandler novel...it deserved so much better than this.If you happen to have this film and 1945's brilliant Dick Powell film "Murder My Sweet," I'd advise you to watch "Murder" twice instead of watching them both.