My favorite old movies (ALMOST in no particular order....But like the last four are definitely my favorite):
10. Gentlemen Prefer Blondes
9. Sabrina
8. North by Northwest
7. Cabaret
6. Bonnie and Clyde
5. My Fair Lady (Pygmalion) Why? One of the first older films I've seen. Such a lovely concept. Some parts were just totally hilarious while others quickly sobered me up. These five films are ones that I watch when I can to revoke the same wonderful feelings over and over. They will do that.
4. City Lights Why? My favorite Chaplin movie hands down. The idea alone is so damn beautiful. This utter devotion the Tramp shows to the Flower Girl is so amazing. the storyline is very sweet. It's a silent film worth watching.
3. Pal Joey Why? I came across this puppy while looking up lyrics to an Avenue Q song. That was irrelevant information. Anyway, this movie just epitomizes the tragic and incredible beauty of the past. Of class and respectable night clubs. Of suits and gorgeous dresses and handsome amounts of manipulation that holds such a romantic touch that it eventually allows the audience to forgive the offender. Definitely a must-see.
2. Twelve Angry Men Why? Very interesting. The entire movie caused me to second guess everything I do. It allowed me to truly look back and actually see things without preconceived notions and personal perception cloud my judgement.
I believe everyone should see this movie. It's definitely an eye-opener.
1. Breakfast at Tiffanys Why? I'm not sure why, but this is my favorite movie. No. Scratch that. I am so sure why. This story starts up with this completely charming, beautiful girl fighting off rats and super-rats back and forth. She is so likable, I fell for her character instantly. And then there's Paul, and he's so charming and so oblivious towards the utterly beautiful mess Miss Golightly is pulling him into.
There's an adorable cat with no name, and there's phones in suitcases and a bath tub couch. There's drinking milk from fancy wine glasses and ditching your own apartment when the police arrives to break up your party. There's not knowing who you are, and saying you do, and pushing away others that 'snoop' enough to discover truths.
There's holding love for only one man and one man alone, enough to spend endless amounts of energy to get a range with horses, because he's good with horses. There's finding out that he, the man, the brother that was so dearly loved, is killed at war. There's beating down and discovering the rats and super-rats of the world.
Finally, there's finding a person who wants to care for you, no matter who you believe you may be, if you are anything at all. There's pushing away everything to prove a point, only to come running back minutes later, calling for 'Cat' and ultimately, kissing in the rain.
It's just so perfect in every way possible and literally no one can make me believe otherwise. (trust me, my mom has tried and failed)