The Artist
(PG)
Written and directed by Michel Hazanavicius
On general release from 30th December 2011
Reviewed by
If you fall for those old bedfellows, Schmaltz & Sentimentality,
and their ever present friends Wistfulness & Yearning you’re
gonna feel a warm glow all over and LOVE The Artist.
In short, you will be charmed. Any combination of the above but not the
full set and you’re gonna still feel good. None of the above and
you’re a horse!
Silent movie star George Valentin (Jean Dujardin) is skippin’ the
height of fame and doesn’t see that it’s all gonna come crashing
down. The Talkies have arrived! It’s out with the woo for George
and in with the woe. He tries to fight it making another silent flick
but that just tells us George ain’t seein’ straight and is
going down fast.
There’s a great three floor staircase shot of the Bradbury Building
in L.A. which is a metaphor for the rest of the story. George, on his
way down, runs into Peppy Miller (Berenice Bejo) on the way up. Cute,
adorable, vivacious Peppy, who he once helped along the way and who is
now the new starlet of tinseltown. Things change,
I was on Easy Street once, I know.
A classic tale of redemption pans out as Peppy can’t bear to see
George on his last pair of spats. She comes rushing to save him and they
both tap out a blistering finale to Walter Hoegy and his Tin Ear Orchestra.
Crazy dancin’, beaming smiles, the sheer syncopated magic of it
all. Great stuff, and without turning round, like me, everyone in the
dark has a big smile too.
If you didn’t know, Dujardin and Belo are stars of the silent movies,
the audiences watching the film within the film are real and outside the
stock market is going to crash like never before. Best see it while you
can.
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