The Cameraman (Buster Keaton and Edward Sedgwick, 1928)
Excerpted from a conversation on my film board:
When I read sadistic, I was thinking this was gonna be a barrage of physical torment a la Sherlock Jr., but yeah, it's pretty fucking cruel in its casual attitude toward this guy getting constantly shit on. Keaton is awesome. I actually think the shot with the monkey on the beach would've been a perfect ending, despite generally liking happy endings a lot more than the average person, but I think the ending as it is does a good job of wrapping things up optimistically while being true to the kind of pathetic nature of the character. I also didn't think at all about how much I was liking it until close to the end, which almost never happens and probably testifies to how involved I was. Why do silent films scores insist on being so fucking insufferable though? If I was a serial killer I think I'd go after whoever makes those.
No comments:
Post a Comment