“You’re tearing me apart!”
Those words were pretty important in 1955. And pretty representative of the disconnect between the older generation and the younger generation. (Words that would also resonate just as loudly and beautifully when directed at Lisa in the iconic chamber drama and winner of seven Academy Awards The Room.)
Times were changing. Kids were listening to rock and roll and coming up with their own culture. The culture of the country was changing. This has been represented countless times in movies. I don’t need to get into that here. The landscape of the country and of film were both changing. And this film came at a very crucial time, and as such, has become one of the greatest and most iconic films of all time.
It’s rare to get a total package like this one. A film that represents actually everything going on in American culture at the time. (more…)
I think I mentioned 1954 in the intro for these articles. I said how 1954 poses so many problems, given the incredible amount of choices out there.
To run down the serious choices: Seven Samurai, Rear Window, Godzilla. I can probably include a few more less serious ones (since they won’t top those three). And yet, Waterfront still seems like the choice over all of those. Because it is one of the most acclaimed films of all time, the most acclaimed film of the year, and is a huge film for the actual year of 1954, because it is ultimately about blacklisting and the House of Un-American Activities. It’s the perfect article.
Oh, and there’s that whole, “Coulda had class, coulda been a conteder” speech.
But who remembers that, right? (more…)
Colin was visiting earlier in the month. And I was telling him about the articles and such. And I was talking about this one, about how I felt unsure if this was the right choice for 1953, given the amount of great films that came out in 1953.
I said, “I feel like that’s gonna be a difficult one to justify given everything else from that year.”
And his response was, “No. It’s Roman Holiday. You don’t need any justification. Fuck that shit.”
So that’s how I’m going about this.
It’s Roman Holiday. Fuck that shit. (more…)
I mean… yeah.
One of the most iconic moments in all of cinema. Bar none.
So that’s why this is here.
Plus, 1952 is a pretty rough year. The highest grossing movie of the year, and Best Picture winner, The Greatest Show on Earth… well, yeah. Not exactly remembered quite that well. The Bad and the Beautiful also made a lot of money, and probably would have been a serious contender for a choice had I not already done All About Eve. They tread similar ground, and when you put that up against Singin’ in the Rain, it’s a no contest. The Quiet Man is an extremely enticing choice, but still… that movie doesn’t represent film history so much as it is just a beautiful movie that’s a major film in said history.
But again… we’re talking about Singin’ in the Rain as the choice, so what else do we need in the way of explanation and rationalization? (more…)