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I'm not a big fan of The Apartment. It's not the cynicism that strikes me bad, it's the sentimentality at the back of the cynicism, something that I see in a lot of Wilder, even his best (I'd say my favorite is Sunset Boulevard, where the conviction has, well, the most conviction, and the gothic tone fits the occasion and his visual style perfectly). Wilder here cribs from--yeah, Vidor's The Crowd comes to mind--and depends on Jack Lemmon to pull it off.
I don' t feel Lemmon; think he tries too hard, and I can sense the muscles at the back of that very tense neck straining to pop the head out, like a party favor. Much of this may be because he strikes me the wrong way, I suppose. Much prefer say William Holden, and the light way he holds Joe Gillis in his hands (Gloria Swanson has the Lemmon role--but then she's a silent film actress, and it fits, it's loudly off key for the fifties, which is perfect, and tragic).
McMurray I love; I think he oozes slime even if he just sat there, drinking Mai Tais.
The ending (spoilers) I submit encapsulates everything I dislike about it--MacClaine going up the stairs, the shot heard, her banging on the door with both fists, Lemmon sticking his head out and--tilted just so that we can see it, fizzing and dripping on the floor, the champagne bottle, explaining that pop away neatly and perfectly. Dark ending squared away by happy misunderstanding. Have your cake and eat it. Much prefer Ms. Desmond fading away into glitter and madness.
I think that's the first time I have seen Wilder decried as too sentimental! Certainly Ace in the Hole is darker than either SB or The Apt. I do think The Apartment is a love story, underneath it all, and Wilder couldn't leave his characters with nothing at the end. I wouldn't call it sentiment, I would call it compassion. He doesn't have the same fight-for-the-underdog feeling you get from Wellman or Capra but he knows what it's like to be luckless and his movies reflect that.
And yes on Wilder, though again - what range! He did it all....
The trailer
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cRta_ko0XGU
Lemmon makes spaghetti
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bSi4zbBMrSM
The ending - shut up and deal
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GfDwuv2_9dQ&feat...
And Fred MacMurray - ole Steve Douglas himself!
One of the things I love about Wilder is his incredible use of American slang. It's like Nabokov, he hears rhythms and poetry in it that a native speaker is deaf to.
I am very late, I am sorry! I was at a screening that ran late. How are things going, Kubelik-wise?
I agree that Wilder is chronically underrated, and I would have a hard time choosing between Some Like It Hot, Sunset Boulevard, The Apartment, and Ace in the Hole as his best film.
The cork popping is pushing things. But I think it's important that we see Miss Kubelik switch from running to the apartment in order to be loved and wanting in to the apartment in order to take care of him.
by pointing out that they got the fluorescent ceiling light fixtures wrong.
I stopped short after I found a photo from "The Apartment".
http://blogs.suntimes.com/scanners/apt4.jpg
I read somewhere that John Huston bumped up the production design budget
when he pioneered the habit of shooting ceilings in "The Maltese Falcon".
http://www.juliascollectibles.com/hj125.jpg
I do think he was too sentimental in The Apartment. Mannion has a point--good post on domesticity, but couldn't she get in that apartment without the so called gunshot? Meet again at some elevator? MacClaine's is such a tragic character--you're asked to only feel for her and Baxter, wheras for someone like Gilles and Desmond, it's equal measures repulsion and pity and awe.
Sure the silent film stars are grotesques and cartoons, but they're cartoons with scale. They loom over the picture, give it a gravitas I find in few films.
I'd make a case for Wilder's later films too. Have a fondness for The Private Life of Sherlock Holmes, which is a smooth entertainment and a love story of sorts, more delicately presented. And I remember liking Fedora--haven't seen it in years.
Case in point of a transplanted German with less sentiment: Fritz Lang (okay, Austrian) in, oh, Fury, and Clash By Night, and While the City Sleeps, and even Rancho Notorious. That bit of music while Miss Kubelik runs up the stairs to the presumed dead hero is a dead giveaway--
And Huston may have pioneered ceilings in Maltese, but so did Welles in Kane, same year...
I do love Hong Kong films, don't get me wrong. But that kind of ending--which doesn't always happen in Hong Kong, thank goodness--keeps me from taking some of their melodrama too seriously.
That latest 'disaster' isn't averted by Baxter; just happens in Kubelik's head. But I do think we're supposed to be zinged by it, at least while she does the Stairmaster bit--it's when we see the foaming bottle that we're supposed to connect it with the film's last running gag.
Difficult posting here. Heavy traffic? And I wish I could edit my spelling...
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In many ways "The Apartment" conveys the true spririt of Christmans just as "Christmas Holiday" does. It's suicidal depression to the Max!