Thursday, September 10, 2009

Seven Footprints to Satan. 1929. Directed by Benjamin Christensen.

(10/3/99)

My eyes were hurting when this film started and I thought the whole thing was silly and a waste of time. But as it went on I began to find it moderately amusing and liked the ending. Not worth saying much about. Creighton Hale was appropriately befuddled and the ending was cute. I hadn't guessed the solution.

I missed whatever was supposed to be so outstanding about Sol Polito's photography. I wish I understood more.

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