Rhapsodies

Short of having a big shot of the queen of diamonds, or Frank Sinatra holding a handful of queens of diamond card, which really doesn’t make sense in context, I really couldn’t think of a really think of what image to go with for Manchurian Canadate. I finally settled on the dream/exposition sequence where the Communist conspiracy is remembered by the brainwashed soldiers as a posh ladies flower club.

Much as this is one of my favorite John Frankenheimer films the actual conspiracy never made much sense to me. The master plan seemed like a waste of a valuable sleeper agent and could be handled by any lone gunman.

Though on the plus side, before ever seeing Sweeney Todd this was the film that cured me of associating Angela Lansbury with nothing but sweet little old ladies.