All that Heaven Allows (1955) and Far From Heaven (2002)
One is based on the other, and they are both so good. The flannel kills me.
I started watching Switched at Birth recently. It is cheesy but strangely addicting and intriguing. I went looking for a validation to watching this ABC Family sitcom and found this review in the New Yorker. One of the girls is deaf and
perhaps most striking is the show’s approach to the aesthetics of deafness. Conversations among deaf characters are silent, with signing and subtitles. While series like “The West Wing” and “The L Word,” which also included deaf actors (well, Marlee Matlin), contrived ways to have hearing characters translate each scene, in “Switched at Birth” there is often no one to do the translation. Some characters refuse to speak; hearing characters are often bad at signing. During signed dialogue we hear nothing but a trickling fountain in the background, or the sounds of distant crowds. The result is a show that can’t be skimmed: in extended scenes among deaf characters, whole minutes elapse, submerging the audience in a world that feels intimate and alive, rich with grimaces, grins, and other physical nuances we’d usually ignore.
My next goal at Halfprice is to find Hellraiser on VHS. Preferably the first two.
aww This is great! I love Paul F. Tompkins.
I was flattered to be invited to appear on KCRW’s Guest DJ Project with host Anne Litt. It ended up being an unexpectedly emotional interview for me. In a good way.
As a fan of this particular show, it meant a great deal to me to be a guest. I hope you will listen and I hope you will enjoy!