One of my big goals in life is to be
well-read. I recently decided that I would also like to be the
film-version of well-read, too. (whatever that's called.) So. I am starting
THE FILM PROJECT.
Which is a fancy way of saying, I have
a big long list of old, classic films i've been meaning to watch for
years and I have decided that now is the time to start. I will be
posting on the films I watch: what I like/don't like about them, how
they inspire me, etc.
do you have an old (I am classifying “old”
as made before 1970) film you would recommend? Ooh, tell me please!
Ohhhhhhhkay.
I have a very shameful confession to
make: up until two days ago, I had never seen an American in Paris.
I know, right?
I mean, I was an american in paris.
I had
a blog called an American in Paris.
Like I
said, shameful.
That
is why, when I decided to start the film project, this film was the
first one on the list.
And
let me tell you, what a way to start a project with a bang.
Gene
kelly dancing and singing in paris with a little french ballerina for
two hours.
Gold
mine!
Things
I loved:
-this
movie is drenched in color. Paintings, flowers, dance costumes! It
was so inspiring. I felt like I was going to explode all over my
sketchbook.
-gene
plays a struggling american artist living in a tiny apartment in
paris. AKA, he's livin' my dream.
-gershwin's
music. Especially the scene when gene sings “I got Rhythm” in the
street with a bunch of little french children. While tap dancing. It
totally knocked the Mr. Holland's Opus version of that song right
outta the water.
-leslie
caron! I want to see more of her movies. (Gigi, here I come.) she's
darling. And she has crazy ballet skills.
-speaking
of ballet, only gene kelly (who choreographed this entire film) could
blend tap dancing and ballet in one movie. Sublime.
"I'm
a painter. All my life, that's all I've ever wanted to do. And for a
painter, the Mecca of the world for study, for inspiration, and for
living is here on this star called Paris. Just look at it. No wonder
so many artists have come here and called it home. Brother, if you
can't paint in Paris, you'd better give up and marry the boss's
daughter. Back home everyone said I didn't have any talent. They
might be saying the same thing over here, but it sounds better in
French."
loved it.