
Good idea, because it turns out most of this film went over my head when I was 16.
My memory of the film before rewatching:
My memory of the film before rewatching:
Aw, Charlie! I coulda been a contender! |
Yeah, I was still pretty boy crazy at that point.
The whole Mob Corruption thread was totally lost on me at 16. This time around I caught on to that part, which made it a much better movie. (Though I may have enjoyed the film more at 16 when I had a greater appreciation for overly dramatic scenes and young Marlon Brando). Both times I appreciated the mood that was set by the on-location filming, and Brando's performance (he really draws the viewer in to Terry Malloy's plight, even if you're young and don't quite understand what the plight actually is).
The whole Mob Corruption thread was totally lost on me at 16. This time around I caught on to that part, which made it a much better movie. (Though I may have enjoyed the film more at 16 when I had a greater appreciation for overly dramatic scenes and young Marlon Brando). Both times I appreciated the mood that was set by the on-location filming, and Brando's performance (he really draws the viewer in to Terry Malloy's plight, even if you're young and don't quite understand what the plight actually is).
Gigi (1958): My favorite thing about this movie was the opening number. It's filmed on location in a Paris park, and to me it was like watching a turn-of-the-century French painting come to life. Also, I never knew where the song "Thank Heaven for Little Girls" came from, so that was fun.
By the time we got to the second musical number, though, I'd seen enough. There was really nothing of substance in the movie at all. It was a sweet romance, with songs that didn't get any better than "Thank Heaven for Little Girls" and didn't add much to the story.
But, we stuck with it all the way to the end, figuring that there might be some twist in the story line that would make this an Oscar-winning caliber film.
There wasn't.
At the end of the movie, Chris said he felt sorry for the movie-goers back in 1958, if this was the best movie of the whole year.
Needless to say, our winner in this bracket is On The Waterfront, easily.
Next up: Marty (1955) vs. Dances With Wolves (1990)
By the time we got to the second musical number, though, I'd seen enough. There was really nothing of substance in the movie at all. It was a sweet romance, with songs that didn't get any better than "Thank Heaven for Little Girls" and didn't add much to the story.
But, we stuck with it all the way to the end, figuring that there might be some twist in the story line that would make this an Oscar-winning caliber film.
There wasn't.
At the end of the movie, Chris said he felt sorry for the movie-goers back in 1958, if this was the best movie of the whole year.
Needless to say, our winner in this bracket is On The Waterfront, easily.
Next up: Marty (1955) vs. Dances With Wolves (1990)