Cinema: Weepy Perennial

Madame X. This hardy old hand-wringer about a fallen woman was somewhat behind the times when Hollywood first discovered it back in 1920. Since then, the lady has been going to hell at regular intervals—in 1929 with Ruth Chatterton, in 1937 with Gladys George. It was probably inevitable that Lana Turner and Producer Ross Hunter would want to take her out of mothballs just once more. Lana can wear clothes and look worried quite fetchingly, and Producer Hunter caters almost exclusively to an audience that not only loves to see and touch the flimsy fabric of human existence but likes to...

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