1. CAMELOT (1967)
Blame it all on churlish director Joshua Logan and myopic producer Jack Warner. Logan can't handle the material and Warner overproduces as usual. They should have moved mountains to get Julie Andrews and Richard Burton to recreate their stage roles and find a director who knows film and stage equally well. Richard Harris is good and can sing the material; Vanessa Redgrave is gorgegous but slaughters the songs. A huge disappointment but beautiful to look at, despite Rex Reed's carping that "you can tell what season it's supposed to be by the color of the suds they sprayed all over the screen." In the end, the power of the story holds up but not as a musical. Richard Harris once said "We [meaning he and Regrave] gave Shakespearean performances in a Disney cartoon." Not off by much, that.
2. A LITTLE NIGHT MUSIC (1973)
Another ravishing show and score that's utterly desecrated by poor direction and central miscasting. Hal Prince should have known better than to sap the story of its original "night magic" by relocating the setting from Sweden to Vienna (just because of the waltzes?). Too much of the score is MIA and Elizabeth Taylor, God love her, doesn't have a clue about what it means to be in a musical. Here's another film that cried out for Julie Andrews, who would have simply glittered in the lead role. Diana Rigg is wonderful as Countess Charlotte--she would have been far better in the lead than Taylor--but otherwise, the film has little passion or energy. Nice costumes do not suffice.
3. MAME (1973)
So much has already been written about this bomb that it seems useless to point out how badly USED Lucille Ball was; I don't think she was badly cast (and I adore Lansbury), but she just didn't want to play the madcap Mame as madcap and director Gene Saks gave her nothing else to substitute. Instead, she's matronly and--well, boring and even prudish--and that doesn't work at all. Madeline Kahn was famously fired by the insecure Ball and that's too bad--she would have been a hoot as Gooch. Bea Arthur recreates her Tony-winning performance and has some fun moments but comes dangerously close to seeming like a drag queen in the role. The orchestrations are fabulous, Robert Preston was an inspirational choice for the small role of Beau, and the title number is done right.
4. SOUTH PACIFIC (1958)
Another misfire from Joshua Logan (how could he make the stage original work so well and fall flat with the film?). The stupid mood filters used by expert cinematographer Leon Shamroy were an awful idea with an awful result, but the main problem is that Mitzi Gaynor--a charming and talented dancer who could sing but not really act--fails in a great role that should have been played by Doris Day or Debbie Reynolds (who could have had an entirely different career had she snagged this part). Apart from the filters, the film looks good and it was an immense box office success--but it disappoints at virtually every turn.
5. GUYS AND DOLLS (1955)
Again, a great-looking film that ultimately fails to work as a movie. Sinatra should have played the role that Brando plays--and that's the main reason the film fails. Every time Sinatra is around (and he's fine as Nathan) we keep wanting him to turn into Sky Masterson. Brando looks, sounds and is as awkward as a popular football-playing kid who's drafted to the play the lead in a high school production. Jean Simmons is the surprise here--not as actress, but as someone who knows how to play musical comedy. She's terrific. The film's one great coup was getting Vivian Blaine and Stubby Kaye to reprise their original roles--though why they cut Blaine's BUSHEL AND A PECK is an unsolvable mystery.
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