Quick, think of all those movies from the ’60s. The fun ones. The ones with energy that just kept going. Fast dialogue. Bold colors. Doris Day. Frankie and Annette. Tony Randall. Outdoor locations filmed indoors (and you could easily tell). Now think of the television shows of that time. Ed Sullivan and variety shows. “What’s my secret”-type game shows.
Now smoosh them all together in one movie that, on the surface, talks about feminism, gender . . . → Read More: Review: Down with Love