Just as Cagney is able to infuse the whole film with pedal-to-the-metal energy through sheer charisma, so is Berkeley able to momentarily silence criticisms—of political incorrectness (this is pre-Code 1930s, after all), of racial insensitivity, of sexism—through his taste for astonishing visual extravagance and exhilarating "can-you-top-this" chutzpah. Rarely has such artistic obsessiveness been made so damn irresistible.
Kenji Fujishima
Aralık 7, 2016