I guess if you rarely watch old films, and are unaware of how the industry evolved from silent films to the talkies, then
The Artist is a real eye-opener.
I'm mad about early films so I knew I would enjoy this one - by French Director
Michel Hazanavicius and being tipped for an Oscar this week - in the same way I liked
Amelie (2001).
The Artist is a fun tribute to Hollywood history, and
Rudolph Valentino and
Mary Pickford in particular.
Jean Dujardin is fabulous as George Valentin the world-famous silent movie star whose career crashes as the talkies evolve and
Bérénice Bejo gives an accomplished performance as Peppy Miller, the determined young starlet who pursues her career quite ruthlessly into the new era of films. It is also great to see John Goodman on form. The actors must have had a ball working on this film, the acting being so different from today's films. Each movement is exaggerated and facial expressions and timing count for so much more.
Having said all of that, I'm not convinced that The Artist is comparable with, say, a
Woody Allen and certainly not with, say, an early
Hitchcock. It is very refreshing in an age of the Hollywood blockbuster but not let's get carried away and pretend it's entirely original or unique. It is a faithful reworking of an original 1920's film (including the opening credits) but it has, after all, been done before and often better.
As the fil
m opens it did cross my mind that I might find the lack of dialogue a stretch but this wasn't the case. It's easy to remain engaged apart from the last third of the film which would have benefited from a cut, being just a soupçon too long at 1.40 hours.
I can't go without joining in the acclaim about Uggie, who is
Eddie reincarnated (
Frasier) and worth all the praise being heaped upon him and a
Golden Collar Award. He is so sweet and 'acts' his little heart out. In fact, I'd go so far to say that without Uggie the film wouldn't be quite so cute.
So en enjoyable evening but don't worry too much if you miss it this time around - or can't afford the extortionate £8.50 ticket in these tough economic times - I'm sure it will be on TV before too long.
On the other hand I wanted so badly for The Artist to be a new treatment of an silent, black and white film. It just like watching, well an old, silent, black and white film. And hasn't that been done before?