- March 3, 2012 3:51 PM
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In 1941, the same extraordinary vintage year that saw the release of Orson Welles’ Citizen Kane, John Ford’s How Green Was My Valley, Howard Hawks’ Sergeant York and Ball of Fire, John Huston’s first film, The Maltese Falcon, Alfred Hitchcock’s Suspicion, Raoul Walsh’s High Sierra and The Strawberry Blonde, among other memorable films, came the third and fourth brilliant comedies in a row from America’s first writer-director of the sound era, the incomparable Preston Sturges. Early that year, there was Sturges’ scintillating romantic farce with Henry Fonda and Barbara Stanwyck, The Lady Eve; and right at the end, an utterly unique achievement—light, even slapstick, comedy that veers into heavy drama—about a pampered hit-making Hollywood movie director who decides to find out what life is really like out there and does, with a fateful vengeance in Sullivan’s Travels (available on DVD).