Slaughtering Sacred Cows
Maybe I will betray some grave ignorance of everything good, or maybe it is just that I didn't live during the time the film was made and am unable to understand the social context the film requires, but I disliked Breakfast at Tiffany's
quite a lot. Audrey Hepburn may look very good in those stylish designer clothes, if you're into her starving waifish look, but she isn't a very good actress. At all. Sometimes she's laughably bad in fact. When she falls asleep next to George Peppard and has nightmares I groaned out loud. Another sure sign that I am going to dislike this film is that it is supposed to be a romance of sorts and the female that I as a male viewer am supposed to fall in love with is dispicable. I'm assuming she's meant to be a prostitute, but that isn't where I have a problem. I'm not one to impress morality about someone's sex life at all so believe me when I say that that is not the reason I dislike Holly so. She's a self centered drama queen who only cares about herself and her immediate gratification. She's Kierkegaard's aesthete to a tee and this is precisely the type of personality that drives me insane. I understand that there was a desire following the fifties to break free from the chains of rigidly defined institutions, but there is a giant difference between being free to live your life as you choose and just shirking your responsibilities to everyone around you. Maybe this is the lesson learned in the end, but Holly is rewarded with kissing George Peppard in the rain triumphantly when I would rather see her go home to Jed Clampett and take care of her freaking kids. The only emotions evoked from me by this film were sorrow for the Buddy Ebsen character and disappointment at the Mickey Rooney character, which 40 years later just might as well be blackface comedy (yes, I am willing to accept the difference in standards of the day. Trust me, I am not basing my opinion of the film on Mickey Rooney's insulting antics.) Maybe the film at its core is really about George Peppard, and him realizing that he needs to be his own person and take some responsibility for himself. Maybe he sees Holly Golightly as an exaggerated vision of himself, his desire to help her a desire to change his own ways. In the end though, I just didn't think the tone of the film fit the characters. If the film had been more serious or darker, and a better actress played the lead, I might have liked it much more. Hepburn is certainly beautiful, and an icon of film for sure, but ultimately I was left hungry by Breakfast at Tiffany's
Quick Hits: About a Boy
is quite good and Hugh Grant excellent. Between this film, Notting Hill
and Bridget Jones' Diary
he is fast gaining a reputation with me as one of the best actors working today. To steal from Joker, I'm glad his bumbling stuttering fool has been left behind for the characters in these latest films of his. The young actor in AAB is also quite good. The film was wholly misrepresented as a romantic comedy during its release, but I guess it doesn't matter if it got more people to see this quality flick. 24 Hour Party
people seems well made, inventive, and funny. However, I must be honest that I simply do not know enough about music or these bands to really appreciate what they are going for. Some of the storytelling technique in this film seems quite clever, but it is truly meant for a specific audience that I am afraid I am not a part of.
Who were those guys that showed up in Raiders uniforms? I didn't recognize any of them.