Showing posts with label It Happened One Night. Show all posts
Showing posts with label It Happened One Night. Show all posts

Friday, July 27, 2012

Ranking the Best Pictures, Part Three: 28-6



Finally, at long last, we come to the Tier One movies. The best of the best. The cream of the crop. Again, it’s really, really long, so I’m going to get straight into it. The shortest one of these rankings posts is still 500 words longer than the previous longest Oscar Project post, and it’s 1,000 words longer than the average.

In case you missed them, here are links for parts one and two:
Part One: #84 through #57
Part Two: #56 through #29

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Sunday, May 6, 2012

The Oscar Project Interlude #1: Best of the 1920s/1930s


Photo from the 1937 Academy Awards Ceremony


I have now finished a full decade of Best Picture winners (plus a couple from the 1920s), and at the conclusion of each decade, I will rank the films based on which ones I most enjoyed watching. This is not a statement about technical merit or historical significance; it’s about what I like the most. At the beginning of the project, I decided against assigning ratings to individual movies because I fall into the trap of thinking about the film in terms of stars or point systems rather than simply focusing on the movie itself. With 12 years under my belt, however, I feel like I need to somehow quantify what I’ve seen.

My favorite of the decade.

I don’t think it’s a coincidence that most of the top spots come from the second half of the 1930s (#1 being the exception). The first few winners were produced during the infancy of talkies, and it was obvious that nobody was really comfortable with the new technological capabilities. Starting in 1934, though, the craftsmanship and visual appeal started to improve drastically. Even The Great Ziegfeld, which was one of my more excruciating cinematic experiences, looked pretty good.

Monday, April 30, 2012

The Oscar Project #7: It Happened One Night (1934)



Now here’s a good movie! At the most basic level it is just a light-hearted romantic comedy, but everything is executed so competently, and the performances by Clark Gable and Claudette Colbert so convincing, that it feels like a masterpiece. Which, of course, it is; it’s one of only three movies to win the “Big Five” Oscars: best picture, best actor, best actress, best director, and best screenplay (the others are One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest and The Silence of the Lambs).

Gable earned his reputation as one of the greatest stars in the history of Hollywood by coming across as effortlessly charming and likeable, and it’s a testament both to his charisma and acting ability how easily I fell for him in this film. But Colbert’s performance should not be overlooked. She plays the daughter of a rich banker, and she is able to portray her spoiled, petulant side to perfection.

While boating with her father, Colbert jumps overboard after he objects to her marriage to another rich magnate (named King, of course). She eludes capture, makes it to shore in Miami, buys a bus ticket to New York, and meets Clark Gable, who happens to be on the same bus. They argue over a seat, and soon enough, due to a series of misadventures, he is leading her on a journey back to New York, except they don’t have that bus helping them out anymore.