This was the last silent movie the wonderful Harold Lloyd made, and it’s a piece of pure nostalgic candy-floss beauty. If, like me, you’ve got a special place for the city of New York then you’ll love this movie from a historical point of view and, even if you don’t, it’ll make you smirk, smile and chuckle for 80 minutes. Lloyd bounds through the boroughs with such whimsy and joy that you can’t help but fall in love with this flick. The section shot at Coney Island being the absolute highlight of the adventure, you can almost smell the popcorn and hotdogs. There’s also a great cameo from ‘The Babe’, so any baseball lovers will find this a treat too.
You can’t go wrong with watching this film, especially if you were let down with ‘The Artist’.
Marks out of ten – eight.
First things fucking last, to quote Nice Guy Eddie, must be to say that Hazanavicius should be hugely congratulated for actually getting a silent movie made in an era of 3D and I’m-edited-so-fast-I-can’t-tell-what-the-hell-just-happened type films – Michael Bay, I mean you! So well done, Michel. Now, for my main gripe(s) with the film, it’s just a very average film. I’m certain had it been released in the 1920s it would have been lost amongst the superior Chaplin/Keaton/Lloyd models. One doesn’t even have the luxury of watching the movie as a historical document like one can with other silent films. There’s nothing actually bad about The Artist, but it just doesn’t do enough to stand out from the crowd, except, of course, there is no crowd now so it’s being treated as a masterpiece. (Michel you better clear your mantlepiece for all the awards coming your way) Also, if you’re going to stick to genre conventions (like making your movie silently) don’t start putting sounds in half way through the film. It ruins the whole damn illusion! I don’t get why you would want to do that…
It’s enjoyable, but it’s no The Cameraman or The Gold Rush
Marks out of ten – Six
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