Breakfast at Tiffany's
Reviewed by: Cockatoo 34
Forget the fact that Micky Rooney played an Asian character that may be interpreted as racist. (It was a different time and that’s what Hollywood did back then) And also the fact that Audrey Hepburn’s character is a hooker. If you can look past that and immerse yourself into the movie, then you will be transported back into the swinging 60’s where everybody who’s anybody smoked, said “darling” and summer in New York City was the place to be. The plot is rather thin compared to today’s standard but what this film has is the incomparable Audrey Hepburn. She radiates as Holly Golightly and as she fumbles through life searching for love, looking at all the wrong places, one can’t help but feel for her as we see a bit of ourselves in her character (haven’t we done the same thing and unconsciously still doing it? Be honest now…) George Peppard (known for John “Hannibal” Smith of the A-Team) plays the perfect yin to Audrey’s yang (or is that vice versa?) who is the perfect match to her materialistic-roving eye but only we, the audience can see that. What this movie does so well is that it touches the heart, it evokes the loneliness we all feel and despite all the layers we add to mask ourselves, only by peeling away all the “phoniness” can we truly be free and understand who we really are and when that happens we are able to find that elusive “true love” (and in this case: it was always right there in front of her). Isn’t that a lesson worth learning from watching a piece of Hollywood cinema? Add the wonderful Oscar winning theme song “Moon River” by Henry Mancini (note: producers hated the song and wanted to take it out and Audrey bravely said: “Over my dead body!” She was right as always!) and you have a movie that in paper doesn’t seem much of a movie but when all is said and done, it’s positively purrfect! It’s what Hollywood magic is all about!