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Salient. An Organ of Student Opinion at Victoria College, Wellington, N.Z. Vol. 19, No. 2. March 10, 1955

[Introduction]

I Suppose the greatest mistake a director can make is to allow himself to be nominated for an Academy Award. Moreover, it appears to be a tragedy for a director to ever win one. He is branded for life. He must board Oscar's art-crafty band-wagon, armed not with a single camera and perhaps a good script neatly bound in plain cloth, but armed with many cameras arranged to-capture many angles of many moods and scenes. In short: the mediocre director awarded becomes Oscar-ridden—and shortsighted. His thick horn-rimmed spectacles become heavier with each film—and of course the lenses thicker and more highly polished.

Sabrina in a light fair-tale set in Modern America. It is directed by Academy Award winner Billy Wilder, but his fairy wand is heavy and clumsily used. For a comedy-romance the film moves too slowly, and lacks bile and sharpness. True, it has a highly glossed finish and technical smartness. Alas, it also has too much striving for striking camera angles (e.g., the shots of the dancing couple on the tennis courts) and too much by play from the self-conscious director (e.g., the scenes in the Paris Cooking Academy). Let's push Oscar away from the fireside and hear an amusing story straight and simple.