Fugitives and Criminals

Abstract

Since the question of quotas still has not been resolved, American distributors simply content themselves with re-releasing old movies. But there’s a good side to the re-release of American oldies: we get to see Scarface [Howard Hawks, 1932] again. This film has produced in me the only strong emotion of the last five or six weeks, so the reader will excuse me for elaborating on my rediscovery of it. Its qualities emerge with extraordinary relief from a distance of fourteen years.