I Totally F***ing Love … Ever After (1998)

When Carley, headmistress of The Kitty Packard Pictorial, announced the “I Totally F***ing Love This Movie” blogathon, it occurred to me that I have several personal favorites that could fit this bill. Most of them are classics, to be sure (I mean, DUH–remember where you are, folks). Still, despite my near-constant grumblings about the utter dreck that is 95% of the films that are released theatrically nowadays, there are a number of movies from the past thirty-odd years that I find endearing, meaningful, and just plain re-watchable, and as a change of pace, I decided to focus on a more recent cinematic love of mine for this blogathon–but then, which one? Clueless, which pretty much defined high school for me (seriously, I can still quote every single line from that movie, and I’m unashamed to admit it)? Jurassic Park (dinosaurs!)? Fried Green Tomatoes (which, like Gone With the Wind and Steel Magnolias, is practically required viewing for good Southern girls)? All great movies, all ones that I can watch over and over again, never tiring of them.

But there is one movie I feel I should write about above all others, one that I have loved since I first saw it in theaters as a teenager, one that I own on DVD and yet must watch every time it comes on cable (and which is currently sitting on my DVR even though I OWN THE DAMN THING): Ever After: A Cinderella Story, starring Robert Osborne’s current Essentials co-host/favored Twitter punching bag Drew Barrymore.

I fucking love this movie. LOVE, LOVE, LOVE THIS MOVIE. And I don’t think I can fully express just how much I love it. But I can try!

 

I love …

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… the way Ever After plays with the conceit of fairy tales, conflating fact and fiction by painting the traditional Cinderella trope as something historical as opposed to fanciful. The film’s central plot is framed in the “present day” of nineteenth-century France, as the elderly Grande Dame, Marie Therese, requests a meeting with the Brothers Grimm to discuss their popular “children’s stories.” She professes her admiration for their work before berating them for not relaying the “true” story behind the tale of Cinderella. After showing them a portrait of her great-great-grandmother, Danielle, and her “glass slipper,” the Grande Dame launches into the tale of her ancestor’s life. It’s a fascinating approach to the story, one that takes French storyteller Charles Perrault’s version of the tale and expands it greatly, making Cinderella much more proactive in a slightly feminist twist on the character. This film’s Cinderella doesn’t sit around in a castle and make tiny clothes for mice while trilling about dreams–instead, she makes things happen for herself. How utterly novel (she says somewhat sarcastically, thinking of the Disneyfied princess trope that makes her want to hurl despite her intrinsic love for many of those animated classics).

 

I love …

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… Drew Barrymore’s performance as the intelligent, passionate, fiercely protective Danielle.

As I mentioned above, Barrymore gets a lot of flack these days for her appearances on TCM, where her loose, laid-back approach to commentary provides a stark contrast to Robert O.’s more schooled and genteel criticism. And I have to admit, I find it rather irritating. The appeal of the Essentials series is the chance to hear differing perspectives on familiar, beloved films. Is Barrymore a little … flighty? Perhaps. But that doesn’t make her any less a fan than the rest of sitting at home, and I’d be hard-pressed to believe that any of her critics could do a better job elucidating why these movies are so meaningful to them. Give the woman a damn break.

Getting back to her performance here: Barrymore makes for a lovely Cinderella (despite the attempt at an accent, which admittedly comes and goes at times throughout the film). She’s incredibly expressive, and I like that her Cinderella is not pristine and unapproachable in her beauty; she is somewhat plain and decidedly down-to-earth, and the prince’s attraction to her relies more on her instincts and cleverness than her ability to charm with a wink and a dance. This is a Cinderella who takes no shit–my kind of gal.

 

I love …

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… the rest of the female cast, starting with Anjelica Huston as the wicked stepmother. Rodmilla is the worst kind of bitch, cold and calculating and scheming, and Huston attacks the role with verve, adding a delicious bite of spitefulness to every word she utters. Add in Megan Dodds as whiny Marguerite and the ever-underrated Melanie Lynskey as kindhearted Jacqueline, and the pitch-perfectly-cast family portrait is complete. And let’s not forget Jeanne Moreau as Danielle’s great-great-granddaughter, the Grande Dame, who beautifully anchors the film’s framing device (Jeanne freaking Moreau, you guys!). This is a movie filled with some truly great female characters, and what I find most impressive is that even though the nature of this film would invite caricature, these characters are, for the most part, fully fleshed-out and relatable, even at their nastiest.

 

I love …

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… those deliriously fantastic, sometimes over-the-top costumes. Siiiiiigh.

 

I love …

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… the twist on the Fairy Godmother archetype, in which renowned artist/inventor/Renaissance man Leonardo da Vinci (Patrick Godfrey) is cast in the role. Instead of being “magical,” Leonardo’s help comes in the form of advice and scientific principle–a more pragmatic approach, true, but nonetheless an interesting way to supersede the “fairy” aspect of the character.

[Whenever I watch this film, I'm reminded anew of a particular pet peeve of my art history professor in college, who cringed every time someone referred to Leonardo da Vinci as simply "da Vinci," as that was NOT his last name--it's simply an indicator that the artist was "from Vinci" (a town in the Tuscany region of Italy). The proper way to address the artist is simply "Leonardo." Who says you don't really learn anything in college?]

 

I love …

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… Dougray Scott. There’s really nothing to add here. Just look at the picture and lose yourself for a moment. Or two.

 

Yes, I do so love this gorgeous, engrossing, thoroughly entertaining movie, for all these reasons and more. In the end, though, what it really comes down to is this: it doesn’t matter if this is a “good” film by others’ standards–what matters is that it speaks to me. I’ve often been guilty of judging others for their movie tastes, whether it’s because I don’t care for most action films, or because I am only now coming to understand the appeal of genres like Westerns. Still, whatever the reason may be, I shouldn’t do that, and neither should any of us, because if a movie gives someone joy, makes them feel, entertains them … then it has worth, and value, on a personal level. And really, isn’t that the most important thing about the movies, whether you’re talking about Citizen Kane or Showgirls, Casablanca or Ever After?

You know, movies are just plain fucking awesome.

 

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“And while Cinderella and her prince did live happily ever after, the point, gentlemen, is that they lived.”

blogathon banner kitty packardThis post is our contribution to the “I Totally F***ing Love this Movie” Blogathon hosted by The Kitty Packard Pictorial. Check out the site to see more tributes to the films we seriously just can’t get enough of.

Pioneers of Animation: Bray Productions

We’ve talked previously on this blog about the influence of cartoonist/animation pioneer Winsor McCay, but I’m going to mention it again (and again and again and again), as it would be nearly impossible to overstate his importance in promoting animation as a viable artistic medium. Films like Little Nemo (1911) and Gertie the Dinosaur (1914) directly inspired countless young artists and cartoonists to try their hand at making their static pictures “move” onscreen. An entire industry was born off the scaly back of McCay prehistoric creation–an industry that, much to McCay’s chagrin, quickly became a highly commercialized one, one that remains to this day a huge moneymaker, inviting both inventive creations and hasty, ill-conceived attempts to capitalize on children’s short attention spans and rake in the dough.

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Even in its infancy, animation lured those with dollar signs in their eyes, men who perhaps cared less about making an artistic statement and more about churning out multiple reels of crude entertainment every week. John Randolph Bray, a contemporary of McCay’s, has such a reputation in the annals of animation history. The man who has been referred to as the “Henry Ford of animation” was instrumental in forming the production model that still serves as the basis for the industry today. But for all his undeniably important contributions to the growth of animation as a cinematic form, Bray also demonstrated a famously litigious nature (he was almost Thomas Edison-like in his attempts to corner patents for the animation process) and a sometimes heavy-handed rule of the animation studio that bore his name. The result is a series of conflicting portraits of Bray, ranging from the reverent to the disdainful, depending upon the source.

Like McCay, Bray started out in journalism and eventually created his own weekly comic strip, Little Johnny and His Teddy Bears, which capitalized on the fervor for the stuffed toy in the wake of Theodore Roosevelt’s presidency. The strip debuted in 1907, and several years later, Bray was inspired to try his hand at animating Teddy Bears. He was likely inspired by a similar short, the 1907 Edwin S. Porter release The “Teddy” Bears, which largely used puppetry to portray a satirical animated recreation of Goldilocks and the Three Bears. But Bray, unfamiliar with the process involved in transferring action to the screen, was unhappy with his own results and scrapped the project.

By 1913, in the wake of McCay’s success with Little Nemo and another short, How a Mosquito Operates, Bray was ready to give animation another try. Building off McCay’s model, Bray produced The Artist’s Dream, a live-action/animation combo in which Bray stars with a ravenous animated dachshund.

This relatively simple short led Bray to develop several innovations that would greatly impact the work of future animators. When Bray signed a deal with Pathé to distribute The Artist’s Dream, the company expressed an interest in distributing even more animated shorts. An eager Bray set to work figuring out a way in which he could meet the demand without collapsing from sheer exhaustion. Up until this point in time, animators typically would complete their shorts entirely by hand (sometimes with assistance, sometimes without), drawing and redrawing each individual frame, a process that added up to hundreds upon hundreds of drawings. Bray soon realized that by delegating work to other artists–essentially dividing the production of each cartoon into several different units who could work concurrently on multiple shorts–he could greatly streamline production, saving time and money.

His most important innovation, however, was born out of Bray’s decision to print the backgrounds as opposed to animating them by hand on each frame. Originally, Bray had the backgrounds–which were little more than simple zinc drawings–printed onto many individual sheets of paper with a blank space remaining in which the animated action would then be depicted. This allowed for a certain uniformity from shot to shot as opposed to the sometimes wavy or fuzzy backgrounds in earlier cartoons. In later years, when Bray began working with fellow animator Earl Hurd, the two of them collaborated on the creation of the cel animation process, which took Bray’s initial idea a step further by having the backgrounds reproduced on celluloid, which then allowed images to be layered over the background images, creating a more seamless sense of movement in a solid setting. Bray and Hurd patented their process in 1915, and it remained the standard for hand-drawn animation for decades.

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In 1914, Bray founded and incorporated one of the first full-fledged animation studios in Hollywood, Bray Productions. As the studio grew, Bray stopped animating and took on the responsibilities of running the studio full-time, adeptly managing promotions, marketing, and distribution of his shorts. By some accounts, Bray ruled with the proverbial iron fist, reportedly taking credit for work that his employees actually completed and even attempting to patent ideas that were not his own. [In fact, Bray attempted to patent practically every aspect of the animation process, even techniques that his predecessors like McCay had utilized for years before Bray ever animated his first frame. He sued anyone he thought had violated his patents--including McCay--until the patents expired in 1932.] Bray was largely responsible for animation becoming a formalized industry, and he played the part of big businessman well, separating himself physically and mentally from his employees and creating a stratification that separated the workers from the “front office.” He was, by some accounts, standoffish and cold, with a highly superior demeanor that was rather off-putting to some in his employ.

Bray’s wife, Margaret Till Bray–a successful businesswoman in her own right who also managed her own real-estate company while working alongside her husband–was instrumental in helping Bray run the new studio. She was given the title of production manager, which in actuality meant that she was little more than a glorified babysitter at times, as it was her responsibility to corral the animators on staff and ensure that they were meeting deadlines. She was well-suited to the position; like her husband, Margaret Bray was a no-nonsense type of personality who frowned upon wastefulness. When she realized that the animators would leave the studio on Friday, paychecks in hand, and spend the weekend blowing their money on booze and women before stumbling back to work late the next week, she changed payday to Monday to facilitate more productivity. She was also one of the strictest enforcers of Bray’s animation patents, encouraging him to pursue any perceived violation without delay.

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In the studio’s heyday–from the mid-1910s through the early 1920s–Bray Productions released hundreds of animated shorts, and brought a number of popular series to theaters. The first series released under the new Bray Productions banner was Colonel Heeza Liar, who initially debuted in the 1913 cartoon Colonel Heeza Liar in Africa. The Heeza Liar shorts are notable for being the first animated series starring a recurring character, the titular big-game hunter/boastful Teddy Roosevelt caricature. The first cartoon was intended to be a parody of Paul J. Rainey’s African Hunt, a hugely popular 1912 documentary-type film that followed the titular hunter on safari, as he spent time with some native tribes and slaughtered more than his fair share of exotic creatures. The animated short’s success led to a series of nearly five dozen Heeza Liar cartoons, which followed the Colonel’s “daredevil” adventures around the world.

In 1915, Hurd began animating the studio’s second recurring character, a mischievous young boy named Bobby Bumps (some modern-day animation scholars refer to Bobby as the “Bart Simpson” of the 1910s). Young Bobby was not an entirely new creation–he was based, in part, on a character Hurd had created for another comic strip earlier in the decade. The Bobby Bumps shorts were the first to be wholly created using Bray and Hurd’s patented cel process. The series was popular from the start, and remained one of Bray Production’s biggest draws from his debut until 1919, when Hurd left Bray’s employ. Afterwards, Hurd animated only a couple of Bobby’s adventures each year (for other distributors) before the series came to a close in 1925.

When William Randolph Heart’s animation studio, International Film Service (founded the year after Bray’s studio), folded in 1918, its many popular series like Krazy Kat and Jerry on the Job were left virtually homeless. A year later, Hearst allowed Bray to license certain IFS properties to be released under the Bray Productions banner. In the process, Bray inherited Gregory La Cava, who had directed many of the cartoons for Hearst’s company; La Cava, who would later become an influential, Oscar-nominated film director in the 1930s, continued to direct some animated shorts for Bray for a couple of years before leaving animation altogether.

Bray may not have been an ideal boss, but he was singularly proficient in drawing talented artists into his crew. Bray’s studio, at one point or another, hired some of the most famous names in classic animation, many of whom got their start there: Walter Lantz (creator of Woody Woodpecker), Paul Terry (of “Terrytoons” fame), Max and Dave Fleischer (Betty Boop, Popeye, Superman), Grim Natwick (the “father” of Ms. Boop), and early Disney animator Burt Gillett, among others. Some of these artists even created their own indelible characters while under the auspices of Bray Productions–for instance, the Fleischers’ innovative Out of the Inkwell series, which ultimately ran for more than a decade, spent its first two years as a Bray production before the Fleischers opened their own studio, and Terry’s Farmer Al Falfa was created during the brief period in which the animator worked under Bray (Terry, unhappy working for the studio, barely lasted a year before striking off on his own. He and Bray subsequently spent years in court, as Bray alleged that Terry’s own studio, Fables Pictures, regularly violated Bray’s cel patent).

Conflicting accounts of Bray’s life and career indicate that the idea of Bray as the prototypical soulless businessman may or may not have been blown out of proportion over the years. History is subjective, dependent on memory, and Bray is remembered almost equally as a gallant pioneer of a new industry and a tyrant who stifled artistic intent. Still, there is little doubt that Bray began his career as a creative artist in his own right (if his early cartoons are any indication) and came to know his craft well. Nor is there any question that Bray was intent on improving upon the creative process so as to bring animation–and lots of it–to the masses. In many ways, it seems Bray set the stage for Walt Disney’s ascension and eventual stranglehold on the animation business in subsequent decades; at the very least, like Bray, Disney’s personal reputation is a veritable grab bag of both good and bad recollections, told by friends and foes, supporters and detractors alike. In the end, though, perceptions of his behavior and business practices are extraneous–what’s important is that animation, as it exists to this day on screens both big and small, owes an immeasurable debt to the work of John Randolph Bray.

 

Selected sources:
Bachman, Gregg and Thomas J. Slater, eds. American Silent Film: Discovering Marginalized VoicesCarbondale: Southern Illinois University Press, 2002.
Crafton, Donald. Before Mickey: The Animated Film, 1898-1928. Chicago: The University of Chicago Press, 1982.
Sito, Tom. Drawing the Line: The Untold Story of the Animation Unions from Bosko to Bart Simpson. Lexington: The University Press of Kentucky, 2006.
Stathes, Thomas J. The Bray Animation Project. 1 June 2011. Web.

 

State of the Blog: February 2013

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February in the world of classic movie blogging looks to be a jam-packed month, what with the heaping handful of blogathons being hosted by some of our favorite film writers on the web (you can find out more about those upcoming events here). Needless to say, there’s gonna be a whole lotta writin’ goin’ on–and if all goes as plan, you’ll find a good bit of it here in our neck of the woods! These days, we’re (still) trying to get back into our regular blogging schedule while also planning some interesting events of our own for later this year … which we’ll talk about more in-depth in future days (such teases, those TC gals). For now, though, here’s the monthly roundup of the doings and goings-on in these here parts.

  • I am very pleased to be joining the crew of the soon-to-be-revamped ClassicFlix website! For those of you not in the know, ClassicFlix is, for lack of a better description, a Netflix-ian kind of service solely dedicated to pre-1970s television and film. Our good buddy and ever-wise classic pop culture sensei Ivan G. Shreve, Jr. (also known as the head cowpoke of the venerable Rancho Yesteryear) graciously asked if I would be willing to contribute some regular pieces on classic animation, and I was all like, “Uh … uh … uh … I’m going to have to think about it for all of ten sec–HELL, YEAH!” So look for my barely-restrained, perhaps overly enthusiastic articles, DVD reviews, and general animated fan-girling over at ClassicFlix soon. And while you’re at it, make sure to sign up for their wonderful service ASAP and start getting the best of classic Hollywood delivered right to your door every month! (You can also find them on Twitter and Facebook.)
  • Speaking of submissions to other awesome sites … I have thoroughly enjoyed contributing DVD reviews to Cinema Sentries over the past few months. Publisher Gordon S. Miller is utterly fantastic to work with, and I love reading the wide-ranging reviews on the site. I posted reviews of three very different DVD releases last month, so if you’d like to check those out, head on over to the Sentries and give them a look-see.
  • We are thrilled that Brandy of Pretty Clever Films named us her “Blog o’ the Day” yesterday! PCF is one of our very favorite film sites on the web, not only because of Brandy’s SUPER-AWESOME NAME, but also due to her enthusiasm and dedication to the classics. PCF is a truly lovely tribute to the films we all know and love, and if you’re not already reading it on a daily basis, you are seriously missing out. (So, you know, go fix that.)
  • Just a reminder: the window for membership in the Classic Movie Blog Association is still open, so if you are interested in becoming part of a great group that includes some of the best classic film bloggers on the web, contact CMBA now!

As the month goes on, look for a few new-to-us reviews as well as new posts in several of our recurring series, including the ongoing “Learning to Love Westerns” experiment and Pioneers of Animation, as well as a Maudlin Mondays treat from Sarah.

Happy blogging, folks!

Dealing in Lead: The Magnificent Seven (1960)

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The strains of the main theme to The Magnificent Seven (1960), highlighted in the opening credits and woven into the score throughout the movie by its brilliant composer, Elmer Bernstein, are instantly recognizable, even if you have never seen the film. So iconic is the music that underscores this epic tale of dusty desert adventure that it has become associated with the Western genre as a whole, borrowed numerous times for other thematically-similar enterprises over the years—enterprises as disparate as commercials for a particularly popular cigarette brand and a cowpoke-centered episode of The Simpsons.  The rousing tune immediately sets the tone for the film–it’s a battle cry, a call to arms that thoroughly anticipates the heart-pounding action ahead.

And boy, what action. Upon my recent first-ever viewing of The Magnificent Seven—a movie that has been wholeheartedly recommended to me by several of my favorite Western fanatics over the years—I honestly did not know what to expect. I was aware that it is based on Akira Kurosawa’s Seven Samurai (1954), a movie I have seen and enjoyed. I knew that it featured a strong cast headed by Yul Brynner, Steve McQueen, and Eli Wallach, and that its success had spawned a series of increasingly ill-received sequels. What I did not realize, however, is that the film transcends the familiar tried-and-true cliches of the Western: no mere “cowboys and Indians” flick, it is filled with genuinely thrilling stuntwork, many touches of humor (which, admittedly, add some much-needed levity) … and the very pleasant sight of McQueen’s rear end in those tight pants (it had to be said). By the time the final scene faded to black, I realized the most unexpected thing of all: I honestly, completely, wholeheartedly LOVED this movie. [And if the other Westerns on my “must-see” list are this damn good, then this whole “Learning to Love Westerns” experiment is going to be a snap.]

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The plot of the film is simple, yet effective: Chris (Brynner), a fearless gunslinger, is approached by a trio of poor Mexican villagers for help. Their town has been raided by the bandito Calvera (Wallach), whose men take most of the harvest, leaving the villagers with barely enough to survive. They have crossed the border into Texas in search of guns to ward off Calvera’s promised return, but Chris tells them that they would be better served by hiring experienced men to defend the town. Though the pay is meager–a mere twenty dollars per man for an estimated six weeks’ work–Chris is eventually able to recruit six other gunslingers to accompany him into Mexico: Vin (McQueen), a handsome gambler; Bernardo (Charles Bronson), a gruff, strong man with a soft spot for kids (especially one particular trio of nosy little punks); Lee (Robert Vaughn), a hired gun dodging the authorities; Britt (James Coburn), a taciturn fellow who demonstrates a knack with a knife; Harry (Brad Dexter), an old friend of Chris’ anticipating a rich payment of gold and jewels for his work; and Chico (Horst Buchholz), a young, temperamental man who left his own village in Mexico seeking adventure as a hired gun. Though the Seven’s reception in town is somewhat chilly due to the farmers’ initial fear of them, they eventually manage to fortify the town and teach the townspeople to fight, just in time for Calvera’s reappearance. But the showdown between the gunslingers and the bandits does not go quite as smoothly as the Seven had hoped.

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The Magnificent Seven borrows quite heavily from its Japanese predecessor, from the general mirroring of the plotlines and the similar characterization of each film’s respective “warriors.” And while they share some thematic elements–such as the importance of honoring commitments and responsibility to those who have contracted their trust–the central conceits of each film are quite different. Samurai focuses largely on the inherent class differences between the farmers and their champions, an issue that is rather obliquely addressed in TMS, mostly through the character of Chico, a farmer’s son who understands–and resents–the fearful nature of the villagers; because of this, Chico spends the final third of the film fighting his feelings for a young village woman, Petra (Rosenda Monteros), as he is loath to return to that limited life.

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Instead, the main idea underlying TMS (and a rather intriguing one, at that) is the immutability of the past. At some point or another throughout the film, each of the main characters comes to understand that the past is both irretrievable and inescapable. The gunslingers seek a place in a world that no longer values them; they are living relics, unable to cast their anchors anywhere–as the Mexican elder tells Chris at the end of the film, “You’re like the wind, blowing over the land and … passing on.” Theirs is a dying breed (literally, as it turns out for most of them), something Vin realizes early on in the film, when he faces the unwelcome possibility of becoming a grocery clerk because there are few other options available to him. When Chris and Vin compare notes about their respective pasts, dryly commenting on the lack of action that drove them each out of Dodge and Tombstone, it reflects an overwhelming sense that civilization has finally begun to reach, and reform, the wild, wild West, marking the gunslingers as outsiders rather than the norm. And while the gunmen obviously cannot go back to the old days, they cannot adapt and move forward, either, because even when they try, they cannot escape their respective pasts–physically, mentally, and emotionally. Chico goes back to his farming roots; Chris and Vin, for whom settling down is not an option, ride off into the sunset in search of new adventure; Lee cannot let loose his demons until the very end, when redemption simply rings hollow; Harry spends the film anticipating a big score, even down to his final breath. The virtual decimation of the Seven is almost painfully predestined–as Chris gazes at the freshly-dug graves of his fallen comrades, he underscores this depressingly irrefutable notion: “Only the farmers won. We lost. We always lose.”

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Still, despite the heavy material and the decided lack of a sunshine-and-lollipops ending, the film deftly manages to avoid wallowing in its own sense of inevitability, largely due to the welcome touches of humor utilized throughout (again, something the film shares in common with Kurosawa’s original). Indeed, there’s an almost anarchic vein of humor running through The Magnificent Seven; as serious as their situation is–what with its not-so-great pay and even worse odds for success–the gunslingers face the fight ahead with a sardonic (and strangely graceful) collective self of self, cracking wise and biting off sarcastic remarks even in the direct face of trouble. One of my favorite exchanges in the film is between Bernardo and the insufferable brats children who “adopt” him–a conversation that features a wrenching bit of foreshadowing mixed with wryness:

Boy #1: “If you get killed, we take the rifle and avenge you.”
Boy #2: “And we see to it there’s always fresh flowers on your grave.”
Bernardo [deadpan]: “That’s a mighty big comfort.”
Boy #2: “I told you he’ll appreciate that!”
Bernardo: “Well, now, don’t you kids be too disappointed if your plans don’t work out.”
Boy #1: “We won’t. If you stay alive, we’ll be just as happy.”
Boy #2: “Maybe even happier.”
Boy #1: “Maybe.”

(Note: as you can no doubt tell, my liking of this scene does not extend to liking the idiotic kids themselves, as their recklessness eventually spells Bernardo’s doom. Yeah, I’m a little bitter. I liked Bernardo. Little shits.)

Overall, with its strong performances, beautiful desert vistas (thank you, Panavision), and entertaining, engaging storyline, The Magnificent Seven is an appealing mix of drama, well-staged action, and light comedy–and in my thus-far limited experience with the genre, this film is on par with Cat Ballou (1965) in combining those elements into an effective, singularly enjoyable Western adventure. I am glad to say that this movie is, without a doubt, one I’ll be returning to again and again in the future.

 

Look for another entry in our ongoing “Learning to Love … Westerns” series next month!

Blogathons? Yeah, we need some stinkin’ blogathons!

Ask and ye shall receive. The classic film blogging community has several special events coming up in the next few months, and we’re rounding up some of them for you here.

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31 Days of Oscar Blogathon, hosted by Outspoken & Freckled, Paula’s Cinema Club, & Once Upon a Screen
February 1-March 3

In concurrence with TCM’s annual celebration of all things Oscar, the three bloggers who brought you last fall’s “What a Character!” blogathon have once again teamed up for another event. This time, it’s all about the Academy Awards–and it’s not just limited to classic film, either. For more information, check out Aurora’s post on the event at Once Upon a Screen.

 

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CMBA’s Fabulous Films of the 40s
February 17-22

The first of the Classic Movie Blog Association’s two annual blogathons will focus on a broad topic–the movies of what was arguably Hollywood’s most creative decade (feel free to challenge that in the comments), the 1940s. We will be kicking in our two cents with a piece on the 1942 George Stevens classic The Talk of the Town. More information is available on the CMBA site.

Note: this particular blogathon is only open to CMBA members.

 

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The “I Totally F***ing Love This Movie” Blogathon, hosted by The Kitty Packard Pictorial
February 22-24

The lovely Carley, proprietress of the Pictorial, is hosting a blogathon to celebrate what she calls “those movies”–the ones you love unconditionally, the ones you turn to when you need a boost, the ones you’re sometimes embarrassed to admit fit that bill. More details will be forthcoming next week, so keep an eye on the site for more information about how to participate in this one.

 

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John Garfield Centennial Blogathon, hosted by They Don’t Make ‘Em Like They Used To
March 1-4

New CMBA inductee Patti is hosting her first-ever blogathon in honor of actor John Garfield’s 100th birthday. In recognition of Garfield’s achievements and his varied filmography, Patti is looking for contributors to each tackle a different film or interesting aspect of Garfield’s career. You can find more details and sign up to participate at They Don’t Make ‘Em Like They Used To.

 

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Fashion in Film Blogathon, hosted by The Hollywood Revue
March 29-30

It’s baaaack … Angela’s popular Fashion in Film event from 2011 makes a triumphant return this spring. Posts about any aspect of fashion, style, and costume design in the movies are welcome–and are not restricted to the world of classic movies. For more information, check out the Revue (and Angela’s nifty video announcement of the blogathon!).

 

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Cagney-thon, hosted by The Movie Projector
April

R.D. Finch is hosting a celebration of gangster/hoofing icon James Cagney at The Movie Projector in April. Exact dates are unavailable, as he is still making arrangements and signing up contributors. If interested in participating, contact R.D. through the site.

 

Have we forgotten to list any upcoming events here? Let us know in the comments!

And to conclude, just a heads-up: since the winter/spring slate is pretty full, we here at True Classics are planning our own event for sometime this summer. We’ll have more details in a couple of months, as it gets closer to show time (and yes, there will likely be prizes of some sort. We know why you really come here, people).

New year, new beginnings.

After a sporadic couple of months, we here at True Classics are (finally) ready to usher in the new year!

2012 was True Classics’ best year ever: we added a new member to our crew (the lovely Sarah), introduced new features, hosted some great contests and giveaways, watched the classic film blogging community grow with talented new bloggers, and reached the mind-blowing milestone of half a million page hits. Here’s hoping that 2013 will be just as amazing here in our little slice of the blogosphere!

Here’s a little peek at what’s to come in the months ahead:

As we move back into regular postings, we’ll be revving up our Pioneers of Animation and Saturday Morning Cartoons series once again, focusing on some of the early creative geniuses whose work influenced and paved the way for some of our favorite classic cartoons. Some of the topics we’ll be tackling in the upcoming months include Paul Terry and his innovative “Terrytoons;” the kooky, inventive minds that shaped UPA’s colorful cartoon output; and the brilliant extended filmography of the Fleischer brothers (whose work with Paramount we’ve touched on previously).

But for us, this year is not just about continuing our favorite recurring features on the blog–it’s about new discoveries. And in that vein, this year we’re introducing a new feature: Learning to Love ____. The focus of this series is to educate and expose ourselves to genres, stars, and directors we either do not like or may have been avoiding (for various reasons) up until now. And the first entries in this series will deal with a topic that most of us (save Nikki) are pretty unfamiliar with: Westerns. For the next few months, we’ll be taking a look at some of the most notable entries in the Western genre, films with which we should, as good classic movie fans, be familiar. Learning to Love Westerns may not be easy after years of purposely avoiding those movies, but we’re determined to give it a shot! Look for the first entry in this series toward the end of January.

Last spring, we had a blast with our “Movie Memories in May” event, in which we published the early cinematic reminisces of bloggers, friends, family members, and other movie fans from around the world. So this year, we’re doing it again–May will be filled with remembrances of film-going experiences past, from friends old and new.

We’re bringing all of this plus other recurring features like Sarah’s Maudlin Mondays, Carrie’s Therapy Thursdays, random film reviews, blogathons, and who knows what else. We hope you’ll stick around for another year of classic movie indulgence, and as always, we thank you wholeheartedly for your readership and your kind comments, links, and compliments throughout the past three years!

 

And now, a final look back at 2012 here on True Classics, with some of our most popular posts from the past year:

1. Pioneers of Animation–Winsor McCay (thanks to last fall’s fantastic Google Doodle honoring the pioneering animator, this post received 35,000 hits in a single twenty-four hour period alone!)

2. Animated Naughty Bits, or: This Ain’t Your Kids’ Cartoon (lots of people looking for pornographic animation out there …)

3. Bobby Driscoll: The boy who never grew up (written for Comet Over Hollywood’s “Gone Too Soon” blogathon last spring)

4. Pioneers of Animation: Ub Iwerks (The Early Years)

5. “Queering” Disney (written for Garbo Laughs’ “Queer Blogathon” last June)

Also: even though the series ended in 2011, our Saturday Morning Cartoons posts on the classic Disney canon/Disney Renaissance continue to bring in insane amounts of traffic, particularly our posts on The Lion King, Snow White, and Fantasia.

 

Quick addendum: the Classic Movie Blog Association is now voting on new membership for 2013! If you are interested in joining the crew, check out the guidelines at the CMBA site.

Merry Christmas!

Christmas is my absolute favorite holiday.  I mean, seriously, what’s not to love?  There’s food, good cheer, presents, music, decorations, family togetherness (ok, that one’s not always fun, but you get the idea), goodwill towards everyone, and Christmas specials on TV.  And I am not talking about the various Christmas concerts, holiday episodes of your favorite shows, or the Hallmark/Lifetime/ABC Family made-for-TV movies (though I will admit to watching a lot of that last category this time of year).  I am talking about the classic half-hour to full-hour short animated specials like Charlie Brown Christmas and How the Grinch Stole Christmas.  In the last 40-50 years since many of them were produced, these specials have become a part of our Christmas traditions to where many don’t think Christmas is complete without watching them at least once during the season.  Rankin/Bass was perhaps the most prolific studio, producing such perennial favorites as Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer, Frosty the Snowman, and Santa Claus is Coming to Town. These specials have a very distinct style regardless of animation type (claymation or traditional), lots of fun songs, and usually feature at least one popular star of the era lending voices to characters and narrators, including Burl Ives, Jimmy Durante, Mickey Rooney, and Fred Astaire.  While Rudolph, Frosty, and Santa are perhaps the best known, they are only just 3 of the 18 Christmas specials produced between 1964 and 1985.  Here are a few of my favorites that you should check out:

 

Nestor the Long Eared Christmas Donkey (1977) – This classic is about Nestor the donkey’s who ears were so long they dragged the ground causing him all sorts of trouble until they are used to guide him through a sand storm as he takes Mary and Joseph to Bethlehem.  Starring Roger Miller as the narrator Speiltoe and singer of the title song (which was written by Gene Autrey), this classic is great for anyone looking for movies that are less about Santa and more about the religious aspects of Christmas.

Stingiest Man in Town (1978) – As I have said previously, I love A Christmas Carol in all of its forms but this is my top favorite animated one hands down.  Yes that would be ahead of Mickey which I know is blasphemy from a Disney fan but so it is.  This version stars Walter Matthau as Scrooge with Tom Bosley serving as narrator in the character B.A.H. Humbug along with Theodore Bikel (My Fair Lady) as the voice of Marley. This version features two of my absolute favorite songs written specifically for Rankin/Bass: “Birthday Party of the King” and “Yes, There is a Santa Claus” (which is probably the best way I know to explain what Santa means to adults).

Frosty’s Winter Wonderland (1976) – This classic sequel to Frosty the Snowman follows Frosty as he decides he needs a snow-wife to combat the loneliness that comes with being the only living snowman and the trouble they have when Jack Frost shows up wanting Frosty’s magic hat for himself.  This special is narrated by the Andy Griffith as pretty much himself and also features Shelly Winters as the voice of Crystal and Jackie Vernon reprises his role from the original as Frosty.

Rudolph’s Shiny New Year (1976) – Picking up on the same foggy Christmas when Rudolph saved the day, the baby New Year Happy has run away, and it is up to Rudolph to find him and make sure he’s back at Father Time’s castle by the strike of twelve on New Year’s Eve or the old year will go on forever. Featuring Red Skelton as Father Time serving as narrator (complete with a patch of red hair) and doubling as Baby Bear, this one is a great one to watch the week leading up to New Year’s.

We here at True Classics would like to wish all our readers a very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year–and may it be shining, too!

There once were some winners who …

… wrote some pretty frickin’ sweet limericks!

Before we (finally) announce the winners of our third-anniversary contest, I just want to thank all of the participants–we had a wide range of entertaining submissions to judge, and it was really difficult to narrow it down to our favorites! I also want to apologize for the delay in announcing the winners; I was unexpectedly called out of town for several days on a personal matter, and blogging unfortunately had to take a back seat to settling some affairs.

I also want to take a moment to acknowledge my co-authors: Carrie, Nikki, and Sarah. Three years, over four hundred and fifty posts, and nearly half a million hits later, it’s still nothing short of pure, unadulterated FUN to write reviews, plan out events, host giveaways, and just completely fangirl out over our favorite movies. I hope there are many more years of blogging awesomeness in our collective future. :D

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Okay, now on to why you’re all REALLY here–you want to know who won those delicious, delicious prizes! (Mmm … winning.)

Without further ado …

In third place, with her lovely take on a Preston Sturges screwball classic, is Natalie from In the Mood!

Once was a Lady named Eve
With many a trick up her sleeve.
The sucker did fall,
When he heard her sweet call,
And then, of his senses, took leave.

Natalie wins her choice of either a year’s subscription to Now Playing or a copy of the TCM Classic Movie Trivia book!

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In second place, with a delightfully creepy limerick honoring the delightfully creepy Vincent Price, is Becky of ClassicBecky’s Brain Food!

The crazed Dr. Phibes, played by Price,
Loved to kill with creative device.
He was mad as a hatter,
But what does that matter?
His methods were all so precise!

Becky wins a copy of the utterly fantastic Kino Buster Keaton Short Films Collection on DVD!

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And last but certainly not least, the winner of the BIG CLASSIC FILM ENCHILADA (aka the $50 gift card to TCM Shop) is … none other than the woman with whom I (sometimes) share my secret lover, Cary Grant–Jill of Sittin’ on a Backyard Fence! Her ode to Gene Kelly’s posterior garnered the most accolades from the judges (i.e. the lustful-minded gals of this blog) by far:

The man Kelly was known for his class
for women he bowed when he’d pass
When he yelled “Gotta Dance!”
All fell in a trance
Admiring his luscious firm ass.

Congratulations to Jill, Becky, and Natalie, and again, many thanks to everyone who participated and helped spread the word about this contest!