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Ninotchka |
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Director: Ernst Lubitsch
Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer (MGM), 1939 |
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| 110 minutes | August 2008 | ||||||||||||||||||
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We begin with two sets of people. Ruman, Bressart and Granach are a team of Soviet emissaries, good Communists but not deep thinkers, sent officially to Paris to sell some Tsarist-era jewelry nationalized by the Bolsheviks. Unfortunately for the swift completion of their assignment, the three Soviets become easily distracted by Parisian luxuries and high-life. (Or I can put this as a famous song almost says, "How are you going to keep them down on the Commune, once they've seen Paree?") Colliding with this trio we have Melvyn Douglas as a suave man-about-town, lover of elegant Ina Claire, who is a Russian emigre Grand Duchess. It soon develops that it is her family jewels from before the Revolution that the Soviet emissaries want to sell. Enter Greta Garbo as Ninotchka, sent from Moscow to oversee the jewelry sellers and expedite the fund-raising process. She is all unsmiling Communist business, serious and dedicated even to the point of employing her free time touring Paris to study its material infrastructure. A tangled puzzle! However —
Ninotchka is a lovely movie.
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© 2008 Robert Wilfred Franson |
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