So glad that the small gods of monochromomania descended in your hour of need.
I hadn't even known there was a retelling of Cyrano de Bergerac with Hume Cronyn. If I had, it's exactly the sort of thing I would have wanted to see—Cronyn was a prolific and lovely character actor, but he was almost invariably cast as a heavy or a weasel: the sleazy lawyer in The Postman Always Rings Twice (1946), the sadistic prison guard in Brute Force (1947), the aforementioned killjoy of People Will Talk (1951), out to ruin a preternaturally benevolent Cary Grant; all the positive roles I associate him with are much, much later in his career—and therefore the sort of thing I would have despaired of ever seeing, because it's not on DVD and not famous enough for the Brattle and since when does TCM cater to my every oddity-loving whim? But there it was, unasked for. All things considered, I would probably rather have been well enough to attend the Catgirl Goth Rave. But A Letter for Evie was awesome enough to avoid being a consolation prize.
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I hadn't even known there was a retelling of Cyrano de Bergerac with Hume Cronyn. If I had, it's exactly the sort of thing I would have wanted to see—Cronyn was a prolific and lovely character actor, but he was almost invariably cast as a heavy or a weasel: the sleazy lawyer in The Postman Always Rings Twice (1946), the sadistic prison guard in Brute Force (1947), the aforementioned killjoy of People Will Talk (1951), out to ruin a preternaturally benevolent Cary Grant; all the positive roles I associate him with are much, much later in his career—and therefore the sort of thing I would have despaired of ever seeing, because it's not on DVD and not famous enough for the Brattle and since when does TCM cater to my every oddity-loving whim? But there it was, unasked for. All things considered, I would probably rather have been well enough to attend the Catgirl Goth Rave. But A Letter for Evie was awesome enough to avoid being a consolation prize.