One Potato, Two Potato (1964) Movie
MODESTLY conceived and executed by a pair of movie tyros and cheered and honored at the recent Cannes Film Festival, “One Potato, Two Potato,” which arrived yesterday at the Murray Hill, Embassy and other theaters, deserves its accolades and yet, like life itself, disturbingly shows its imperfections.
In simply mirroring cancerous injustices stemming from an interracial marriage, a terrible quandary is starkly, if patly, pictured. Gnawing doubts remain after the film’s climactic decision is made, but this festering problem of our flawed society, which could have been depicted sordidly and sensationally, is, instead, often made moving in basically honest terms.
The newcomers involved—Larry Peerce, the director, and Sam Weston, the producer— have not achieved anything new cinematically nor have they presented the problem in exceptional dramatic fashion. Read more…
