Synopsis
In a world of tradition. In an age of innocence. They dared to break the rules.
In 19th century New York high society, a young lawyer falls in love with a woman separated from her husband, while he is engaged to the woman's cousin.
In 19th century New York high society, a young lawyer falls in love with a woman separated from her husband, while he is engaged to the woman's cousin.
Daniel Day-Lewis Michelle Pfeiffer Winona Ryder Alexis Smith Geraldine Chaplin Jonathan Pryce Richard E. Grant Alec McCowen Mary Beth Hurt Stuart Wilson Howard Erskine John McLoughlin Christopher Nilsson Miriam Margolyes Siân Phillips Carolyn Farina Michael Gough Joanne Woodward Robert Sean Leonard June Squibb Thomas Gibson Tracey Ellis Norman Lloyd W.B. Brydon Cristina Pronzati Clement Fowler Cindy Katz Kevin Sanders Domenica Cameron-Scorsese Show All…
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Funny to think of a bunch of guidos still high off Goodfellas going to see this together and being like “da fuck was Marty thinking?!” but one of them secretly weeps in the bathroom of the pizzeria they hit up later
I docked a half star for this movie not being able to predict how nicely Daniel Day-Lewis would age
martin scorsese getting mainly known for his gangster movies and then directing daniel day-lewis in a period romance adaptation about a man who cries at plays and takes comfort in his monthly shipment of books... THE RANGE
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Stages of entrapment - Newland Archer only feels "free" when he recognizes the sweltering societal prison suffocating him, but even though the rules are known, there is no ambition to break them, because that would mean 'breaking the rules.' Archer cannot do that. He has too much to lose. His pampered, rigid place in the system is more important than passion and a fleeting sense of self-satisfaction, conveyed by those half-coveted/half-dreaded quick glances and stares. Scorsese presents what being acknowledged in this time and place was like, and fully realizes both the pointlessness of the grandeur and the terror of the loss of that sweet nothing. The aching coda grants a final memory to be re-lived, soaked up by the afternoon sun; one that represents distance more than anything. The Age of Innocence bleeds like a broken heart. Alas, the heart wasn't even adequately fulfilled so that it could be ruined. Archer missed that too.
quite obviously scorsese's best movie, and i can't help but wonder with a twinge of regret what my life might have been like if i'd watched this hundreds of times instead of goodfellas & casino...
Much to say about the beautiful sets, gorgeous cinematography and restrained (for Scorsese) camera work. But on this first watch, I am especially struck by how expressive the three leads are within the rigid confines of the Victorian mores they are performing. Lewis’ aching desire, Pfeiffer’s deep frustration and Ryder’s deceptive innocence are all so clearly conveyed even as they are communicated by the slightest of looks, of glances, of movements. Brilliant work all around.
A curious mirror image of Taxi Driver, one where the protagonist's unhappiness actually can be blamed on society rather than his own miserable psychosis. Scorsese has a long list of formally sublime works, but even among his own canon the technical force of this film is immense. Every movement runs in direct opposition to the controlled motion of the characters, reflecting the human passions and uncontrollable desires that roil beneath the surface. Dissolves feel like acid burning through flesh, and rapid interlays of close-ups capture the way that characters swiftly home in on things from social outcasts in a public setting to aching reminders of longing in private. An agonizing film, one that trembles with so much suppressed passion that the lack of any cathartic explosion makes it unbearable.