Charlie Chaplin, on the other hand, always grinned for the camera and went for pure sentimentality. I love his "City Lights" because it is romantic, loud, pure entertainment. He is anything but subtle. His gags are all overdone and drag on and on. Chaplin's character, The Tramp, is a total bum with few redeeming qualities. Chaplin hits the right balancing notes for The Tramp only in "City Lights" with his overly sensitive and noble quest to cure a blind girl that he has fallen for. Chaplin wrote the beautiful vaudeville music himself, or at least hummed it to the composer. The whole movie is flashy but perfect.
Thinking about these two movies, I know I should like "The General" better. I did love it. The gags themselves top anything Chaplin ever did. But for some reason, I keep thinking of what Cosmo Brown told Don Lockwood in "Singin' in the Rain".
You can study Shakespeare and be quite elite
You can charm the critics and have nothing to eat
Just slip on a banana peel, the world's at your feet
Make 'em laugh, make 'em laugh, make 'em laugh!
Keaton, you're brilliant. Your stoneface, your direction, your instinct for timing would make Orson Welles blush.
Give me banana peels and cheap laughs.
2 comments:
We saw the General with a live organ player in Salt Lake a few years ago. It was fifteen kinds of awesome.
I almost saw Invasion of the Body Snatchers today, but then I didn't.
What? That's TOTALLY related.
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