Great Movies About Mental Illness
Sept 16, 2021 19:29:57 GMT
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Post by Doghouse6 on Sept 16, 2021 19:29:57 GMT
I recently got around to seeing The Three Faces Of Eve for the first time.
Joanne Woodward, as passive, dowdy Eve White, is unable to account for memory gaps and consults compassionate but all-business psychiatrist Lee J. Cobb, who uncovers two additional personalities: brazenly flirty Eve Black, and quiet but seemingly well-adjusted Jane. At home, concerned but impatient and simple-minded husband David Wayne is no help at all. But when recall of a long-buried childhood trauma is recovered, her condition clears up in short order, and she's free to begin rebuilding her life.
Only days later, I stumbled upon Lizzie, a film of which I hadn't known, and which was released nearly six months prior to Eve in 1957.
Eleanor Parker, as passive, dowdy Elizabeth, is unable to account for memory gaps and consults compassionate but all-business psychiatrist Richard Boone, who uncovers two additional personalities: brazenly flirty Lizzie, and quiet but seemingly well-adjusted Beth. At home, concerned but alcoholic and self-indulgent aunt Joan Blondell is no help at all. But when recall of a long-buried childhood trauma is recovered, her condition clears up in short order, and she's free to begin rebuilding her life.
After some consideration, I've satisfied myself that the independently-produced Lizzie is a more compelling piece than the big-studio, 20th-Fox Eve, and it displayed the best work by far up to that point in her career that I'd seen from Parker, who'd never much moved me during the first decades of her film appearances. And it was interesting to compare both the similarities and differences of the two.
Joanne Woodward, as passive, dowdy Eve White, is unable to account for memory gaps and consults compassionate but all-business psychiatrist Lee J. Cobb, who uncovers two additional personalities: brazenly flirty Eve Black, and quiet but seemingly well-adjusted Jane. At home, concerned but impatient and simple-minded husband David Wayne is no help at all. But when recall of a long-buried childhood trauma is recovered, her condition clears up in short order, and she's free to begin rebuilding her life.
Only days later, I stumbled upon Lizzie, a film of which I hadn't known, and which was released nearly six months prior to Eve in 1957.
Eleanor Parker, as passive, dowdy Elizabeth, is unable to account for memory gaps and consults compassionate but all-business psychiatrist Richard Boone, who uncovers two additional personalities: brazenly flirty Lizzie, and quiet but seemingly well-adjusted Beth. At home, concerned but alcoholic and self-indulgent aunt Joan Blondell is no help at all. But when recall of a long-buried childhood trauma is recovered, her condition clears up in short order, and she's free to begin rebuilding her life.
After some consideration, I've satisfied myself that the independently-produced Lizzie is a more compelling piece than the big-studio, 20th-Fox Eve, and it displayed the best work by far up to that point in her career that I'd seen from Parker, who'd never much moved me during the first decades of her film appearances. And it was interesting to compare both the similarities and differences of the two.