Monday, September 26, 2011

I love that scene! #1


Mr. Deeds Goes to Town (1936), starring Gary Cooper & Jean Arthur; directed by Frank Capra.
 
  • For those unfamiliar with classic cinema, this is a well-known Frank Capra film from 1936, starring Gary Cooper and my personal favorite actress, Jean Arthur. Capra was famous for his very American, very wholesome and always rooting for the little guy films, such as this one. In short, this particular film is about a quiet, charming man who's simple life is abruptly changed in a very big way after he unexpectedly inherits 20 million dollars when an uncle of his dies. It's not long before this kindly man with old fashioned ways decides that the loud and bustling city of New York is not for him, and that he'd rather give away his newly inherited wealth to people who really need it, thus creating scandal.
  • The video above is a clip of my favorite scene from the movie. Why do I love so much? Well, aside from the fact that it's just wonderfully romantic, it gives you that feeling of "Oh my word! I'm going to cry!" because his (our star of the film) way of professing his love is done innocently, and is in the purest sense, genuine.
  • Perhaps not everyone would be impressed or touched by this film or even this scene, not everyone can appreciate classic cinema. But for me, there's a special, wholesome quality here...in how it's filmed, how it's directed, how it's acted, in the subject. Compared to most anything today, I'll gladly take this...sure, the difference between this and something modern is pretty distinct, a difference my generation doesn't understand anymore. It's called 'class.'
*I tramped the earth with hopeless feet
Searching in vain for a glimpse of you
Then Heaven thrust you at my very feet
A lovely angel, too lovely to woo

My dream has been answered, but my life's just as bleak
I'm handcuffed and speechless in your presence divine
For my heart longs to cry out, if it could only speak
I love you, my angel. Be mine, be mine.

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