Singin' in the Rain, 6/10
This is one of the most quintessential movie musicals of all time. It's about a movie star and his compatriots having to deal with the sudden shift to sound cinema in 1927. In addition he has to deal with a pretend publicity romance with his harpy of a "girlfriend" who's egotistical, selfish and incompetent to boot, and his sudden crush with a woman whose car he happens to fall into.
I really wanted to like this movie more, but the beginning of the movie promises a drastically different movie than what it ends up being. Despite its G rating and squeaky clean presentation, there's some pretty sharp jabs at the showbiz industry, celebrity and stardom. It's genuiney funny with snappy, fast-paced dialogue and clever wordplay, and the choreography and musical numbers are genuinely wonderful. Having taken some dance lessons recently the amount of coordination and level of physicality in the extraordinarily long takes is nothing short of marvelous. The romance between the main character and the love interest is also genuinely romantic and sweet.
Sadly almost all of that starts to fall off the more the movie goes on. The romance is resolved quickly, there's no character growth or conflict. It's just boom, now they're in love. The satire of the entertainment industry is present less and less. And saddest of all, the musical numbers become more and more pointless. In good musicals - like the Disney renaissance era movies for example - the musical numbers are absolutely essential to the plot. If you removed them the story simply wouldn't work. But here not only do most of the musical numbers not present any new information, some of them could be cut out wholesale with zero difference to the plot. What I was most reminded of were pointless fight scenes in action movies, and that quote from MacBeth: "...it is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing". Now, it could be that sensibilities were simply different back in the 50s and audiences were content to just watch stuff happen on screen regardless of significance, justification or impact on the plot, but it just hasn't aged well at all. I was tempted by a horrible thought while watching it: did the dance numbers in Showgirls have more significance on characters and plot than the musical numbers in this? And I'm not sure if I can take the answer.
This is one of the most quintessential movie musicals of all time. It's about a movie star and his compatriots having to deal with the sudden shift to sound cinema in 1927. In addition he has to deal with a pretend publicity romance with his harpy of a "girlfriend" who's egotistical, selfish and incompetent to boot, and his sudden crush with a woman whose car he happens to fall into.
I really wanted to like this movie more, but the beginning of the movie promises a drastically different movie than what it ends up being. Despite its G rating and squeaky clean presentation, there's some pretty sharp jabs at the showbiz industry, celebrity and stardom. It's genuiney funny with snappy, fast-paced dialogue and clever wordplay, and the choreography and musical numbers are genuinely wonderful. Having taken some dance lessons recently the amount of coordination and level of physicality in the extraordinarily long takes is nothing short of marvelous. The romance between the main character and the love interest is also genuinely romantic and sweet.
Sadly almost all of that starts to fall off the more the movie goes on. The romance is resolved quickly, there's no character growth or conflict. It's just boom, now they're in love. The satire of the entertainment industry is present less and less. And saddest of all, the musical numbers become more and more pointless. In good musicals - like the Disney renaissance era movies for example - the musical numbers are absolutely essential to the plot. If you removed them the story simply wouldn't work. But here not only do most of the musical numbers not present any new information, some of them could be cut out wholesale with zero difference to the plot. What I was most reminded of were pointless fight scenes in action movies, and that quote from MacBeth: "...it is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing". Now, it could be that sensibilities were simply different back in the 50s and audiences were content to just watch stuff happen on screen regardless of significance, justification or impact on the plot, but it just hasn't aged well at all. I was tempted by a horrible thought while watching it: did the dance numbers in Showgirls have more significance on characters and plot than the musical numbers in this? And I'm not sure if I can take the answer.