"We only take out of life what we put into it.">in 2017 this sounds like a Tumblr/Facebook quote. Yet, that doesn't mean it doesn't actually contain truth within. It does. I thought he'd off himself. Instead he 'merely' walked away from it all. The Great Gabbo>He Great Gabbo>Eat Gabbo>Ho(bo?). Those surrealistic spider webs sets reminded me of Wiene's/Warm's sets and those musical numbers would make Busby so jealous.
35mm. A film limited by the technical conditions of the period in which it was produced, the beginnings of talkies, which, although it possesses in potency an additive history of madness, fails to obtain it, although the final, clearly forced, try to give the corresponding images to the state of a psychotic interiority. Stroheim is what matters most, but the film was not co-directed by him, contrary to what appears.