Roberta

Hey… it’s that guy and Fred Astaire.

(I watched this on the plane and is typing this later.)

Heh heh.

This is very very funny.

Scott does a perfect charming country bumpkin thing here.

Irene Dunn!

The plot is the silliest thing ever — it’s perfect!

The first half of this movie is perfect. Then it sours seriously — the Scott character gets all huffy about women’s revealing clothing, and it makes no sense other than to give him a chance to “man up” against all these strong women. It’s just no fun.

But like I said, the first half of the movie is so silly and wonderful that it’s like watching one of the screwball classics. So I choose to repress the memory of the Scott Mannification and give it:

Roberta. William A. Seiter. 1935. ⚄

Conte d’Hiver

I watched this on the plane to New York, and I’m kinda just testing whether the screenshotting thing works on this laptop with this post. (I’m typing this later, though.)

I’ve sort of made it a ritual to watch a Rohmer film when on long flights. They seem so well-suited for slightly distracted watching (with the flight stewards interrupting every three minutes).

As usual with Rohmer, it’s a very pretty film, but unusually, it has a kind of “high concept” kind of plot — a woman meets the love of her life while on holiday, but then gives him the wrong address by mistake, so they can’t find each other afterwards. So the question is: Should she settle for other lovers, or hold out for that guy?

Not that guy! Don’t settle! Don’t!!!

*sniff* It’s really good.

Conte d’Hiver. Éric Rohmer. 1992. ⚄