“Frank Borzage’s 1932 version of A Farewell To Arms is certainly a great movie, as sublime and rapturous as anything he made, but Borzage’s aesthetic values are the polar opposite of Hemingway’s – shimmering and intensely romantic, all his movies feel as if they were shot in heaven – and the result, which fits snugly into the director’s canon, has no place at all in the writer’s”