Booman<
No need to flatter me with the word "intelligent."
Remember, I live in the part of the country where residents had (deservedly) heard enough preachings about the evils of segregation before these two films tried, once again, to preach the same message we in the South had been hearing for more than a century.
Where I live, we had the best preacher of all, the Rev. Martin Luther King, as one of our citizens. Some of us were children then, but we understood the message and prayed for harmony.
So, when Rod Steiger appears as a stereotypical Southern sheriff in "In the Heat of the Night," well, I had seen it all before. I had lived it and breathed it passionately. Thus, Steiger's Oscar-winning turn was ho-hum
to me. Harmony is what I am all about.
As for Sidney Poitier, well, he's not really among cinema's finest actors. The only thing memorable about "Guess Who's Coming to Dinner?" was not Mr. Poitier. The thing best remembered about this film was that it was the last cinematic pairing of two people who ARE among cinema's finest actors, i. e. Katherine Hepburn and Spencer Tracy.
Your turn, Booman.
Flattery, you see, gets you nowhere.