It’s A Wonderful Life

It’s A Wonderful Life with Jimmy Stewart

The best and worst things that ever happened to “It’s a Wonderful Life” are that it fell out of copyright protection and into the shadowy no-man’s-land of the public domain. Because the movie is no longer under copyright, any television station that can get its hands on a print of the movie can show it, at no cost, as often as it wants to. And that has led in the last decade to the rediscovery of Frank Capra‘s once-forgotten film, and its elevation into a Christmas tradition. PBS stations were the first to jump on the bandwagon in the early 1970s, using the saga of the small-town hero George Bailey as counter-programming against expensive network holiday specials. To the general amazement of TV program directors, the audience for the film grew and grew over the years, until now many families make the movie an annual ritual.

What is remarkable about “It’s a Wonderful Life” is how well it holds up over the years; it’s one of those ageless movies, like “Casablanca” or “The Third Man,” that improves with age. Some movies, even good ones, should only be seen once. When we know how they turn out, they’ve surrendered their mystery and appeal. Other movies can be viewed an indefinite number of times. Like great music, they improve with familiarity. “It’s a Wonderful Life” falls in the second category.

Frank Capra never intended “It’s a Wonderful Life” to be pigeonholed as a “Christmas picture.” This was the first movie he made after returning from service in World War II, and he wanted it to be special–a celebration of the lives and dreams of America’s ordinary citizens, who tried the best they could to do the right thing by themselves and their neighbors. After becoming Hollywood’s poet of the common man in the 1930s with an extraordinary series of populist parables (“It Happened One Night,” “Mr. Deeds Goes to Town,” “Mr. Smith Goes to Washington,” “You Can’t Take It With You”), Capra found the idea for “It’s a Wonderful Life” in a story by Philip Van Doren Stern that had been gathering dust on studio shelves.

For Stewart, also recently back in civilian clothes, the movie was a chance to work again with Capra, for whom he had played Mr. Smith. The original trailer for the movie (included on the Criterion disk) played up the love angle between Stewart and Donna Reed and played down the message–but the movie was not a box office hit, and was all but forgotten before the public domain prints began to make their rounds.

Doctor Zhivago

Essentially, Zhivago is a story about the clash between man and the state, the imperishable, resilient individual refusing to be patterned or flattened. “The individual means nothing, comrade,” says one of the new commissars to Zhivago, in a moment of the Revolution’s violent birth. The picture records the Soviet attempt to obliterate the individual, to make him part of the machinery of the state.

The hero of the story is both a doctor and a poet. These are fields of individual decision and creation. A doctor may not choose his patients for their political beliefs. A poet may versify for the state but it will not be poetry, the clarion song of indomitable man. Zhivago’s story, from Czarist Russia through the debacle of Russia’s part in World War I, and the murderous terror of the early Soviet state to the period beyond, when a secure government could afford to be more human, or, at any rate, less inhuman. That, at least, is the premise.

Zhivago is not one of the earth shakers. His is the kind who preserves and observes. He is the eye of the camera for the spectator, his is the heart of the spectator responding to events: the cruelties of the Czar’s regime in the name of the divine right of kings; the idealistic hopes of those who overthrew the despot; the conversion of the idealists into new oppressors of the people, this time in the people’s name.

Zhivago, played by Omar Sharif, is neither imperialist nor socialist. Although orphaned, he is raised in a happy, prosperous household. His foster parents are Ralph Richardson and Siobhan McKenna. Their daughter, Geraldine Chaplin, grows up with him. They grow to love one another and are married.

Their lives have been touched only tangentially by the subterranean rumblings and muffled explosions that have begun to shatter the flawed facade of Romanov Russia. Others have been more intimately involved. Julie Christie is seduced by her mother’s lover, the cynical and opportunistic Rod Steiger. She recoils from that experience to marry the idealistic young revolutionary Tom Courtenay. At first all these lives are separately seen, and only come together as the struggle gains intensity. The whole story is told in retrospect, in flashback. Alec Guinness, who has survived all the tergiversations of Csarist-Soviet Russia, seeks out the daughter of Sharif and Miss Christie, to make her aware of her heritage. She is played by Rita Tushingham.

Zhivago is not a film that attempts to evaluate the communist theory and practice in Russia. It records the Czarist oppression that produced the revolution. It points out some of the situations that occasioned the Soviet tyrannies. In its treatment of modern Russia it does not seem, in the Soviet lexicon, “provocative.” Robert Bolt’s screenplay of Boris Pasternak’s novel, and David Lean’s direction of it, have made the political tides as inexorable as the vast Russian landscape, and its climatic weathers as important as the ideological temperatures.

Lean, filming in Spain and Finland, creates the immensity of Russia, the loneliness such vastness imparts to its people. There is a deep melancholy underlying much of the spirit, the sadness of people not only oppressed but chronically isolated. This explains and excuses. Sharif, happily married to Miss Chaplin, is irresistibly drawn to Miss Christie, unhappily married to Courtenay. The chaos of the post-revolution separates Sharif and Miss Chaplin. In the end he dies only a few yards away from Miss Christie, a fact unknown to her. Yet their lives have meaning in his poems and in their child.

Sharif must create a man who is outside the great upheaval but not insensitive to its causes and results. His special quality of projecting mysticism has never served him better. He has the doctor’s compassion and the poet’s sympathy, and a handsome man’s irresistible appeal to women. Miss Chaplin makes an appealing debut as his sweet and innocent wife. She bears a startling resemblance to her father, especially in her smile. She is not called on for strong displays of emotion. Within the limits of her role, she is winsome.

Julie Christie, as the child of turbulence, who must meet some of life’s cruelest situations and retain her intrinsic freshness and beauty, is superb. Miss Christie has already indicated that she is one of the most important young film stars, and she reinforces that position with this portrayal. She gives an indelible performance as the young woman who is inspiration for Zhivago’s poetry and for life. She must make both inspirations unalterably compelling, and she does.

Alec Guinness, who ties the film together with the opening and closing scenes, and occasionally with bits of narration, is able to suggest a family tenderness as Zhivago’s half-brother, and implacable officialdom as the Soviet general he becomes. Siobhan McKenna is effective as Zhivago’s foster mother, and Ralph Richardson delightful as his foster-father. He makes his role humanistic, amiable and endearing.

Tom Courtenay moulds a modern Machiavelli of his young idealist, brutalized by his oppressors, the Czar’s Cossacks and the heedless ruling class, into a cold killer in the name of human freedom. Courtenay has an abrupt character transition to make, and he achieves it with finesse and complete credibility. Rod Steiger gives his finest movie performance as the opportunistic lawyer who cheerfully robs Zhivago of his inheritance, Miss Christie of her virtue, and always seems to remain on top, a success with royalists or communists. He is a heartless blackguard but possessed of an infestious life force that is engaging if not commendable. Miss Tushingham, with very few lines of dialogue, imparts the importance to her role that it demands, with her odd little face, expressive as an unspoiled child, and her great, deep eyes.

Zhivago has been recorded on film in Panavision and Metrocolor, and never has the Panavision depth of focus been more ably exploited. The long shots, particularly, black figures against white mountains, etch themselves in the mind as background for the more intimate, colorful scenes that follow; double-imaging, it is, in a subtle corrosive process.

Maurice Jarre’s score is melodic interpretation of the Zhivago spirit, with restatement of a lyric theme, as the poet doctor slogs through despondency and tragedy. Despite the grim and brooding background, Zhivago has a surging buoyant spirit that is unquenchable. Doctor Zhivago is more than a masterful motion picture; it is a life experience. 

Titanic

Titanic is a 1997 American epic romance and disaster film directed, written, co-produced, and co-edited by James Cameron. Incorporating both historical and fictionalized aspects, it is based on accounts of the sinking of the RMS Titanic, and stars Leonardo DiCaprio and Kate Winslet as members of different social classes who fall in love aboard the ship during its ill-fated maiden voyage.

Upon its release on December 19, 1997, Titanic achieved significant critical and commercial success. Nominated for 14 Academy Awards, and won 11, including the awards for Best Picture and Best Director, tying Ben-Hur (1959) for the most Oscars won by a single film. With an initial worldwide gross of over $1.84 billion, Titanic was the first film to reach the billion-dollar mark. It remained the highest-grossing film of all time until Cameron’s Avatar surpassed it in 2010. A 3D version of Titanic, released on April 4, 2012, to commemorate the centennial of the sinking, earned it an additional $343.6 million worldwide, pushing the film’s worldwide total to $2.18 billion and making it the second film to gross more than $2 billion worldwide (after Avatar). In 2017, the film was re-released for its 20th anniversary and was selected for preservation in the United States National Film Registry.