Well, the Academy of Motion Picture
Arts and Sciences voters—i.e. the people who hand out those tiny little golden
men everyone seems to be talking about today—have had their say. Here is my
response.
Intro
I love movies. I have loved movies all my life. I grew up on them. When I was eight years old, I managed to convince myself I would make movies when I grew up. Now I am in the process of getting a degree in Film Studies. I write about film more than ever before, partly because I have to for my classes, mostly because I enjoy it, because I have something to write about. Sometimes it helps me understand the film better; sometimes it helps me understand myself better.I created this blog as a place to showcase my work, and also as an incentive to keep writing reviews, analyses, and essays over breaks, when there’s no one here to grade me.I have tried many times, and failed, to explain in a coherent manner why it is that I love films. Here is my best—and most coherent—guess.
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Tuesday, January 14, 2014
Saving Mr. Banks (2013)
Richly rendered, intoxicating and ingenious, Saving Mr. Banks is at times no less fantastical than stories about
governesses who can fly. Director John Lee Hancock of The Blind Side fame, writers Kelly Marcel and Sue Smith, and the
superb ensemble of seasoned actors create a
riveting backstage account of artistic collaboration, a clash of Hollywood titans
marbled with moments of high comedy. The Walt-worthy giddiness, depth of
feeling, and the stunning performances elevate the story above its premise as
an unapologetically retro valentine to the studio that is the most literal
Hollywood dream factory.
Thick with affection and old-fashioned showmanship, the movie is a Disney
fairytale based on fact, namely the making of Mary Poppins, the much beloved 1964 musical fantasy that put Walt
and his boys on the map as serious creators of live action family entertainment.
There are knowing winks to Disney’s flying nanny, but Saving Mr. Banks is accessible and enjoyable to even those entirely
innocent to the original film—if such people exist.
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