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- CINEMA, Page 91Here's Looking at You, Muchacha
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- By RICHARD SCHICKEL
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- HAVANA
- Directed by Sidney Pollack
- Screenplay by Judith Rascoe and David Rayfiel
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- Offstage, the distant thunder of great events. In the
- background, an exotic city, sleepless, decadent and aswarm with
- corrupt and conniving characters. In the foreground, a displaced
- American male hides his latent idealism under a shady manner, and
- a displaced European woman hides her latent sexuality under the
- guise of loyalty to her husband and the outlawed political cause
- to which he has made a passionate and dangerous commitment.
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- They may call this movie Havana. But in our hearts we know
- it is Casablanca. This is not necessarily a bad thing. Indeed,
- for the first hour or so it is a very good thing. For director
- Sydney Pollack is a living oxymoron, a meticulous romantic. In
- reconstructing, very persuasively, the life of the Cuban capital
- as Fidel Castro's revolutionaries prepared to take it in the
- waning days of 1958, he also recaptures something of the doomy
- delirium of the film that obviously inspired him. And some of its
- smartness too: the dialogue -- especially that of its resident
- cynic, its Captain Renault (Alan Arkin playing a casino owner) --
- is polished to a high sheen.
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- The Rick figure this time is Jack Weil (Robert Redford), a
- professional poker player aware that people tend to throw caution
- (and money) to the winds when their way of life is about to be
- radically altered. The Ilsa stand-in is Bobby Duran (Lena Olin),
- who lures Jack into doing a little light smuggling for her and
- then for the longest time resists being lured into an affair with
- him. Her reasons are sound: she is grief-stricken when led to
- believe that her husband (Raul Julia) has been murdered by the
- Batista regime, and she is in shock after enduring torture in a
- government jail. She does, however, repay Jack in the customary
- manner for arranging her escape.
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- It is at this point that Havana starts to go awry. It is not
- Redford's fault. The years have weathered him handsomely, and he
- contrives to lose his famous cool with insinuating subtlety. The
- problem lies with Olin, who never loses enough of her cool, and
- with Pollack and the writers. Whatever else is going on in their
- lives, Jack and Bobby need to come to a world-well-lost moment, a
- rocking, rolling acknowledgment of suppressed desires. That does
- not happen. We get shadows and tenderness instead. Then the
- script sends her up-country to join the rebels and sends Jake
- after her. Away from the heat and claustrophobia of Havana, the
- picture loses plausibility and energy.
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- Not, perhaps, fatally. For it rediscovers its best self, its
- high romantic spirit, in time for a well-judged ending --
- renunciations and not completely quashed yearnings all nicely
- mixed up. At its least, Havana reminds us how infrequently movies
- today invoke the romantic spirit. At its height, it satisfies our
- longing to experience that spirit anew. Put it this way: we can
- stand more than one Casablanca every 48 years.
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