The Red Shoes (1948)
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Seen Before: No
Rating: *****
I'd been putting off seeing this since I was seventeen and first heard of it. I guess I was just afraid of not liking it after hearing such praise from the likes of Marty Scorcese. While the film didn't change my life like it did for him, it certainly won me over. The ballet sequence is beyond words--"breathtaking" or "astonishing" are practically downplaying its power. The love story worked wonders for me, too. I didn't know who I wanted to get the girl, and I can't remember ever being so split during a viewing of any other film. And the cinematography; acting; directing--yeah, they were all top notch, too.
posted by Marco Roman at 4:29 PM
2 Comments:
So, what, you're using the asterisk now?
Have you watched Hoffman? I'm familiar with the opera and I kinda liked it better than Shoes. I think Romero says it's his favorite film.
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