Author: Leo Racicot

October 20, 2014 / / Main Slate


Our mother, an otherwise sane and sensible woman, developed a habit of taking my sister, Diane, and me to the usual kiddie movie fare—Disney, animal pictures, circus romps (I loved TOBY TYLER) but from time-to-time, Diane and I would find ourselves plunked down in front of some of the scariest movies ever made. As long as I live, I will never forget the day Mama took us to the Keith Theatre downtown to see Alfred Hitchcock’s PSYCHO. I thought I was going to have a heart attack.

September 1, 2014 / / Main Slate


ANNIE HALL is a gift from the gods, one of those untouchables bestowed on moviegoers every once in a while. I cringed when I heard the absurd idea that a planned sequel is being considered. Perfection cannot be improved upon and ANNIE HALL is a perfect film, no doubt about it.

June 25, 2014 / / Main Slate


OTHELLO is immediately involving, draws us in as swiftly as does a cobra’s eyes, hypnotizing us, avoiding the usual explication of less effective directors and boom! we are there—the dead Othello comes up at us out of the dark, a black, magnificent, marled monstrosity accompanied by giant hoods, the silhouettes of—what?—soldiers? monks? clergy? worshippers? They walk, their footsteps as dead as the dead Moor they carry. This is a FRANKENSTEIN, a DRACULA OTHELLO, the horror movie elements and psychological terrors of that genre deliberately pinned to its hem. A movie, too, of scope and close-ups, lending it a regal fright; watching it, you want to swoon, you get weak, the way you would if a great king should ever pass before you.

April 16, 2014 / / Main Slate


Like a wave of fresh, spring air following one of the rottenest winters on record, PEE-WEE’S BIG ADVENTURE wafts into the Brattle like a warm rain, green grass, fun and flowers. Its bright candy colors are sure to wake you from your long black-and-white hibernation. Its non-stop frivolity will cause you to skip and run and jump. It is food for the soul, and what fool is going to turn that down after all the rain and hail, cold and snow of Old Man Winter, 2014.

What a gift the Brattle is giving us!

January 6, 2014 / / Main Slate


The incomparable Peter O’Toole, who recently journeyed on from us, began his film career with two movies that went unproclaimed. But then, he hit the ground running as T.E. Lawrence in David Lean’s magnificent LAWRENCE OF ARABIA, and thereafter commanded international movie screens for over 60 years.

December 19, 2013 / / Main Slate


There are movies and there are MOVIES! IT’S A WONDERFUL LIFE is A MOVIE!

It is hard to believe now but IT’S A WONDERFUL LIFE dropped a great, big bomb when it first appeared in 1946. Post World War II Americans had endured hardship after hardship, both overseas and on the homefront, and were not in a mood for Frank Capra’s usual cornball philosophies, or to see beloved all-American stars like Jimmy Stewart and Donna Reed playing such dark material — the story is, after all, about a man on the brink of suicide. “It seesaws”, said one critic, “between sugar-coated candy and out-and-out nihilism.”  Moviegoers stayed away in droves.

October 1, 2013 / / Main Slate


Movie moments imprint themselves on us like tattoos. Whenever my best friend, Bob Stone, and I get together, it is not our health, our families, our jobs we talk about. Right off the bat, we break into our KEY LARGO routine, Bob doing his best impersonation of Johnny Rocco browbeating his ex-moll, Gaye Dawn, to “Sing it! Sing ‘Moanin’ Low’!!  Sing it NOW!!” and me then warbling “Moanin’ Low” more off-key and ear-grating than Claire Trevor ever did. This is followed by Bob’s equally spot-on version of Edward G. Robinson’s classic, “Soldier! Soldier! I’m not armed! Soldier!”  Then we both crack up laughing. For Bob and me, as for many who have seen or will see KEY LARGO, these scenes are indelibly superglued to our movie consciousness. ” KEY LARGO and classic movies like it train us to worship and cherish their words and images long after the first time we heard and saw them. They take up permanent residence in our collective movie heads and we are happy to have them there.

July 22, 2013 / / Main Slate


We love to be scared at the movies!  Scary monsters lurk in the world all around us instilling fear. Nowadays, environmental meltdown, rampant terrorist attacks, mindless crime, mindless jurors (That’s right!  I mean you, Florida!), moral bankruptcy — all these offer cause to be afraid. Scary movies take the fear out of the world and put it up on the silver screen, high above us. Bad things aren’t happening to us; they’re happening to THEM, the characters in the story. Fear, then, becomes safe..

June 20, 2013 / / Main Slate

Double Indemnity 4

DOUBLE INDEMNITY holds a special resonance for me; it is the very first movie my father took me to at the drive-in theater.

In 1940s and ’50s America, gender roles were firmly defined and divided; in families, girls kept company with their mothers, learning how to cook, to sew, to dress up pretty; boys stayed mostly with their fathers learning how to spackle a window, swagger, ice fish and spit. So it was that Friday nights in the summer, I found myself in our overlarge, green Plymouth, next to my handsome dad — a big, brown paper bag between us, peckered all over with buttery grease stains, filled to the very top with homemade popcorn. This is where I learned to love the movies.

January 22, 2013 / / Main Slate


Rosemary’s Baby – 1968 – dir. Roman Polanski

In the summer of 1968, our mother, recently widowed, treated my sister and me to a week at the beach. After a few days, needing some time to herself, she asked a woman she had struck up a friendship with at the hotel if she would watch Diane and me so she could see the new hit horror movie playing at the little cinema on the casino boardwalk. When she got back, she could hardly contain her excitement and delight; it was “one of the best movies”, she said. She went to bed and tossed and turned all night long. “What kind of a movie”, I thought, “does THAT to you?!!”