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Showing posts with label MGM. Show all posts

Saturday, April 5, 2014

The Wind (1928)




You can say a thing a lot of ways. That’s why we watch silent films, isn’t it? To see how, when the sound’s taken away, some great artist got his or her point across. To be reminded of all the options.

Imagine, for example, that you’re watching the story of a man and his wife, both young. They were married under pretences the male party now considers false. They’ve grown estranged. Now he is out on a job and she is home. An intruder muscles his way into the house and attempts to take her away. Realizing, finally, that she would rather stay with her husband than move on, she dispatches the intruder. As his heavy body hits the floor, two dinner plates, set askew on the table behind her, slide into an even stack.

There is no intertitle to tell us their marriage is saved. But it is. The plates said so.

Thursday, August 23, 2012

Ben-Hur: A Tale of the Christ (1925)

 

I almost wish Ben-Hur was shorter. Not because I want less of it, but because it is, in every other respect, the ideal entry-point for someone new to silent film. Equal parts art and excitement; immersive, visceral, and spectacular, this is Blockbuster 101—what an epic should be, and everyone should see it.