I have never found much merit in any film version of Romeo and Juliet that I’ve seen: not George Cukor’s (1936), not Renato Castellani’s (1954), which took the Golden Lion of St. Mark at Venice, not Jerome Robbins and Robert Wise’s (West Side Story, 1961), not Franco Zeffirelli’s (1968), not Baz Luhrmann’s (1996). Would I […]