🏛 Aristophanes 🏛
🏛 Aristophanes 🏛

@Aristos_Revenge

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Watching Breakfast at Tiffany's with the wife, been a while since we last saw it.
Regardless of the values therein it truly is an example of authentic and effortless acting in its own way. Deeply surprised it didn't get a reboot that missed the point 10 years ago.
Some thots:
Obviously some of the greatest weapons of mass sociological destruction borrow heavily from it spiritually. Sex and the City borrowing but missing the point of Breakfast at Tiffany's
I can't think of the last time I saw a contemporary movie with a male and female lead like this.
There is something so earnest and mature about the acting, there is something that we as a society have lost in this way. Everything has to be a drama of some kind, everything must be exaggerated.
No one just tries to tell a story anymore. Everything must be turned up to 11.
Movies today are full of non stop emotions or comedy, there is never a respite, and every aspect of the story must be shoved down your throat with very little subtlety.
Older movies trust you, the audience, to figure some things out because you're paying attention.
Like many things, contemporary "culcha" often misinterprets this movie, much like they misinterpret the moral of Lysistrata.
A million dumb college educated women will post pictures of Audrey Hepburn lowering her glasses thinking "wow she is literally me" as they admire her free spirited hedonism in muh hustle and bustle of NYC. But it's so dissonant. The point of the movie is her life is empty.
The entire point of the movie is the way she was living was torturous and desperate. Narcissistic and vain. Living in such a way as to where she "belonged to nobody, and nobody belongs to us. We don't even belong to each other." Looming in her mind is that this has no future.
It's very similar to how the theme of Lysistrata is actually that men and women in society must be in equilibrium with each other in terms of their needs and ambitions and fulfillment of obligations towards each other. College kids go "Women can withhold sex for POWA!"
And in just that same way, like a lazy college student reading the cliff notes instead of the source material, they see that "strong independent Holly Golightly" and they just stop there, when the rest of the movie is about how terrible the life she's chosen is to her.
When I watch these old classics and am reminded of why they are classics, I can't help but feel the urge to weep at what we have truly lost. The ability to treat the audience like adults instead of pavlovs dog.
That and gems like Mr. Yunioshi we don't get to see in modern cinema anymore.
I look back at movies of this posture towards the audience and the way everyone dresses and carries themselves that is considered normal. When I reflect on the present day by contrast, we look to be a nation of children, who at best only play at being adults.
We even look the part. George Peppard and Audrey Hepburn were 32 and 31 at the time of filming. I'm older than they were then.
Americans look 10 years younger than they should until they hit the wall and slingshot past it. It's crazy.
I will preface this with the fact that I have read the book by Truman Capote, and it fucking sucks, just like he did.
The movie however, is phenomenal.
But the "spirit" of Audrey Hepburns character is pretty much directly responsible for Sex & The City, Under The Tuscan Sun, and Eat Pray love, all of which should be regulated under ITAR as sociological weapon systems meant to undermine a civilization.
But only because you can always count on women to love the aesthetic and totally ignore the message.

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