mndean wrote: It's nearly impossible for me to watch Shearer in precodes even, her affectations are too much for me.
Well, if you mean what I'd prefer to call her gay insouciance...maybe it's an acquired taste. Especially in talkies, she frequently played a flirt, tease, coquette--but then, she didn't write the screenplay. Little of that in
Mary Dugan, when she attempts on the witness stand to explain how a "kept woman" could love, but not be
in love, with her benefactor; no affectation there. None, either, in
Escape (with a magnificent performance by Conrad Veidt). There's affectation aplenty in
Idiot's Delight, but it's of a comic variety. How many other studio Beauty Queens would have allowed themselves to be displayed not merely devoid of make-up, but positively uglified, as she did in
Let Us Be Gay?
My infatuation (believe it or not) does have limits:
Strange Interlude is grotesque,
Smilin' Thru, an unintentional comedy,
Marie Antoinette, fulsome, & Noel Coward's
Private Lives, merely dull.