"... make 'em laugh, make 'em laugh..."
Now, let’s start this off by stating the obvious – aside from
Disney movies, Hollywood has been incredibly hit or miss when it comes to
musicals. Big-time miss when it comes to that… thing… they released last year that
was supposed to be Cats. I will not waste your time or mine trying to dissect
that brown bag of overused kitty litter, trust me. I didn’t go see it because
the stage show it is based on is just as insipid as it has always been, and,
well, me and the whole feline species have never been friendly to begin with...

The story starts at the brink of the big change in
Hollywood, when silent movies were suddenly rendered a ‘thing of the past,’
thanks to Warner Brothers’ The Jazz Singer. We are introduced to silent matinee
idol Don Lockwood, played by the ALWAYS genius Gene Kelly, and his on-screen
romantic partner, Lina Lamont, played by Jean Hagen (who we will discuss later,
I promise…). They are attending the premiere of their latest movie, where Don
is asked by a gossip reporter about his rise to stardom. Don tells the story of
how he and his best friend, Cosmo Brown (Donald O’Connor), worked their way up
from third-rate vaudeville shows to movies, with Don doing all the
swashbuckling and adventuring scripts he can get, and Cosmo writing all the
music.
Their studio boss shows them a film at the after-party that has (GASP!)
sound! “A talking picture,” as the man in the film says. The party attendees
all laugh it off as a trick that will never catch on, but, when The Jazz Singer
hits, the studio boss immediately shuts everything down to convert to talking
pictures.
There is one… small… problem, though. While Don has a great
speaking voice, his usual screen love interest, Lina, has a voice that could
peel paint off a brick wall. She sounds like someone taking a fork to a
chalkboard, and she is also… well… let’s say she is not the sharpest tool in
the shed. Oh, who’s kidding, who here? She’s dumber than a football bat...



This movie is like a love letter to the early ages of Hollywood
in every respect. All of the supporting characters are the stereotypes we still
know – the bombastic studio boss, the frustrated film director, the “chorus
line” girls who are catty about anyone new, and certainly the “movie stars” who
shine every time a spotlight hits them, but have doubts about their talent when
the camera is not on them. It’s a Technicolor dream of music and comedy and
dance and storytelling, all blended to perfection by co-directors Stanley Donen
and Gene Kelly himself.
If you’ve never seen Singin’ In The Rain, do yourself a
wonderful favor and treat yourself to a viewing. If you HAVE seen it, do
yourself an even more wonderful favor and treat yourself to another viewing!
You will quickly find yourself singing along with the tunes, and probably noticing
your feet trying to do a few of the dance steps, too!
Singin’ In The Rain is available on Amazon Prime Video for
about $3.99, but I would be more than willing to bet you will want to buy it so
you can watch it over and over again, if you don’t own it already!
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