As for me, I’ll remember Beatty best for his portrayals of sexual frustration — the breathless desire of Splendor in the Grass, the wide-eyed bewilderment at the heart of his Clyde. Sex doesn’t become him; it beguiles him. Fifty years from now, scholars will look back and consider not what Beatty’s image was, but how our twisted reception of it illuminates the hypocrisy at the heart of American sexual values.
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Anne Helen Petersen’s Scandals of Classic Hollywood column/series is fantastic. All the perspective provided by the passing of time, some consideration about whether we (the consumptive [heh] public) has changed, some YouTube clips, and a gaggle of well-turned phrases. (And yes, I have a folder in Instapaper that is just SoCH for diving into as needed…)
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Well, now I need to watch Bonnie and Clyde and Shampoo.