Bernadette Poster

I’m torn between two perspectives on this Henry King film. On the one hand, it’s visually beautiful – gorgeously lit by Arthur C. Miller from beginning to end – with an unhurried, ponderous pace matching the tone to its subject. The performances, especially Jennifer Jones’, are also calibrated to the slow, pensive mood. This all adds up to a wonderfully cohesive film that presents its legend with a measured reverence. On the other hand, it’s a heavy-handed indictment of the skeptic, personified in the character of Vincent Price, who notes that every time religious fanaticism takes hold, humanity takes a step backward. Read the rest of this entry »