An intimate, thought-provoking exploration of the mysteries of "e;star presence"e; in cinema
"e;"e;"e;"e; One does not go to see them act, ' wrote James Baldwin about the great iconic "e;"e;movie stars Wayne and Davis and Bogart, one goes to watch them "e;be"e;' . . . Of course. It seems obvious . . . Where else besides the movies do you get to see other persons so intimately, so pressingly, so largely even? Where else such intense and close, such sustained and searching "e;looks"e; as you have of these strangers on the screen, whoever they really are? In life you try not to stare; but at the movies that's exactly what you get to do, two hours or more safely, raptly, even blissfully."e;"e;
"e;"e;It's this sort of amplified, heightened, sometimes transcendent "e;seeing"e; that James Harvey explores in "e;Watching Them Be."e; Marvelously vivid and perceptive, and impressively erudite, this is his take on how aura is communicated in movies. Beginning where Roland Barthes left off with the face of Greta Garbo and ending with Robert Bresson's "e;Au hasard Balthazar,"e; Harvey moves nimbly and expertly through film history, celebrating actors and directors who have particularly conveyed a feeling of transcendence.
From Marlene Dietrich to John Wayne to Robert De Niro, from "e;Nashville"e; to "e;Jackie Brown"e; to "e;Masculine Feminine "e;and the implicitly or explicitly religious films of Roberto Rossellini and Carl Theodor Dreyer, this is one man's personal, deeply felt account of the films that have changed his life. They will also, Harvey suggests, change yours."e;