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<\/i>), and while it can be a bit tiresome and academic, there’s a lot of value in it, and he devotes an entire chapter to Garfield in Four Daughters<\/i>.\nListen to Vineberg’s description of Garfield:<\/p>\n
But the particularly independent nature of the role (Mickey is an outsider, never truly integrated into the family) liberated Garfield. Unshaven, his eyes half-closed, his hair mussed, his hat battered and his tie loose, he makes such a striking first entrance that it’s probably not an exaggeration to say he was a star by the end of the reel<\/p><\/blockquote>\n
His first entrance is all it would take to make the entire audience lean forward and go: “Who the hell<\/i> is that?”<\/p>\n
Vineberg goes on:<\/p>\n
It’s a theatrical entrance: He thrusts himself into the Lemps’ living room, bums a cigarette from Felix, and starts right in on the wisecracks, disdaining everything in the Lemp household as “normal” and “domestic”. What Garfield does is bring Odets’s street-wise rebel, with his dark Semitic looks, into a small-town middle-class house full of Gentiles. Borden isn’t written<\/i> as Jewish, of course: Because of Hollywood’s Jewish studio heads’ obsession with assimilation (their terror of anti-Semitism), Garfield wans’t allowed to play specifically Jewish characters until after the war. But in a sense he never played anything else, because he was always drawing so closely on himself. In this early performance, you can spot a slight staginess, a trace of theatrical self-consciosness, but he’s got more dynamic presence and genuine banked energy than anyone else on screen, and his acting carries infinitely more wit and authority than that of his dimpled costafs. Four Daughters <\/i>is a carefully cultivated Norman Rockwell fantasy, but Garfield is an emissary from the real<\/i> world. It’s only when he’s on screen that we believe there’s a Depression going on outside the Lemp household.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n
It’s one of those completely forgotten moments of genius. I have heard people proclaim that Ed Norton’s debut in Primal Fear<\/i> was one of the most powerful debuts in cinema history. People who say that must have very short memories. Lauren Bacall in To Have and Have Not<\/i>? Or Garfield in Four Daughters<\/i>?<\/p>\n
It is a star-making moment.<\/p>\n
Vineberg says he “broods through the film like a ghetto Heathcliff.” This type of acting has become not only so common now, but cliched to some degree, and it can be hard to realize how truly revolutionary Garfield was at the time.<\/p>\n
The best thing about Four Daughters<\/i> is that you can see the two acting styles up side by side. Nothing wrong with any of the daughters in the film; as a matter of fact, they are uniformly adorable, and they don’t push, or over-act. But they’re recognizable types. Garfield, by resisting labels entirely, takes all the focus, just by entering the room. He actually seems HUMAN.<\/p>\n
More:<\/p>\n
Garfield carries this stuff off by displaying a bright-eyed tough-hide sincerity (and he’s most successful when he throws his lines away). In his scenes with Priscilla Lane he’s a boy from the wrong side of the tracks, eager to make a good impression but not sure how to go about it. Ann tries to straighten Mickey out, to infect him with her wholesome optimism, but he stays resolutely bent. Even his manner of sitting on a couch — his hip thrown sideways, his leg twisted — has a renegade quality to it …<\/p>\n
Garfield plays outsiders like Mickey Borden brilliantly – injured men with restless, brooding minds and a feeling of entrapment that amounts almost to paranoia. In fact, he rarely plays anything else. Mickey touches us most when he’s standing apart from the other characters, watching the Lemp family hijinks around the Christmas tree; though they’ve tried to include him, he feels naturally left out. <\/p><\/blockquote>\n
\nGarfield’s debut still seems fresh and dangerous to contemporary eyes.<\/p>\n
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More Under-rated Movies<\/b><\/p>\n
6. Four Daughters<\/i><\/a><\/p>\n
7. In a Lonely Place<\/a><\/i><\/p>\n
8. Searching for Bobby Fischer<\/a><\/i><\/p>\n
9. Joe vs. the Volcano<\/a><\/i><\/p>\n
10. Something’s Gotta Give<\/a><\/i><\/p>\n
11. Truly, Madly, Deeply<\/a><\/i><\/p>\n
12. Mr. Lucky<\/a><\/i><\/p>\n
13. Eye of God<\/a><\/i><\/p>\n
14. Love and Basketball<\/a><\/i><\/p>\n
15. Kwik Stop<\/a><\/i><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
6. Four Daughters Here is another nearly-forgotten film (even though at the time it was nominated for Oscars left and right). It was directed by Hungarian-born Michael Curtiz, the man responsible, naturally, for such little-known art-house films as The Sea … Continue reading