2011. 100 minutes. Rated PG-13.
Doris: “I’m unhappy.”
George: “So are millions of us.”
It’s tough being in a silent theater for over an hour. You start to notice a Tuberculosis-like cough from a lady a few rows down that reminds you of that scene in the movie Outbreak
(1995) starring Dustin Hoffman
, where infected germs are being inhaled by people in a theater; or the lady who constantly opens and closes her popcorn bag every time she reaches in; or the girl behind you who insists that this movie is “just like Singing in the Rain
(1952), only Singing in the Rain
was better,” every twenty minutes or so. Regardless, I was still amazed that a silent film in 2012 could capture the hearts of viewers, the Academy, and this reviewer.
The Artist, by Belgian writer and director Michel Hazanvicius, is a dark, silent movie. For those who have never seen a silent film, the only sound is the musical score, and the dialogue can be read on screen through title cards (yes, there’s reading in this movie).