• 10 August 2013
    2/10
    Awful
    Warning: Spoilers
    Is ANY of this true? Who knows? HARLOW is a dud of epic proportions, miscasting Carroll Baker as the sultry, free-spirited 1930s movie star. Baker, a fine actress, is all wrong for the part; never once conveying anything approaching the effervescent qualities the real Harlow possessed and put across on the screen. The film itself is a glossy, almost plastic looking piece directed by the highly unimaginative Gordon Douglas. All of the names, save for Harlow, her mother and stepfather, are changed (as are the names of the studios) so it's impossible to really know who's who and what's going on. The supporting cast is odd and the acting ranges from good to really bad. Red Buttons is Arthur Landau, her agent, and he gives a terrific performance. Martin Balsam is a studio chief and barely registers. Leslie Nielsen is a producer; Raf Vallone is Harlow's creepy stepfather; Peter Lawford is Harlow's husband and Angela Lansbury is her mother. They're all pretty bad, though they're all eclipsed in the idiotic acting department by Mike Connors as a very Gable-like movie star. He's saddled with a lot of silly philosophical sayings instead of actual dialog. Neil Hefti's overwrought music score adds little to the proceedings.