La Babs with a blondish Afro spouting leftist rhetoric? Just call her Harpo Marxist. Here we have an engrossing, if occasionally ludicrous, hit tearjerker with Pollack, Streisand, and Redford doing a good job of bringing Arthur Laurents' script to the screen. It's a great campy romance and
it does tell us something about the way we were from the 30s through the 50s, but a lot of the politics of the Blacklist period are missing from the film, apparently cut just before release.
Redford is a handsome WASP college student in the late 1930s. He yearns to be a writer, spends his spare time in mindless social activities, and is politically neutral. Streisand, in her b...