Favorite still from The Red Shoes?

When I saw that, I immediately thought of Ray’s Bigger Than Life… but it is a perfect representation of the emotion in the scene that combines just enough cynicism and surreality to make you ultra-aware of what’s going on. Utterly masterful, as is the entire movie.

Special mentions go out to the actual “The Red Shoes” scene.

Michael Powell and Emeric Pressburger—“The Red Shoes”. If you want anymore evidence that audiences in the 21st century require an education in what makes a film a genuine visual wonder, compare the recent hype for “Avatar” to the relative lack of attention afforded “The Red Shoes” by those clueless mainstream hacks who laughably refer to themselves as “film journalists”. Yes, I realise “The Red Shoes” was first released in 1948, but its recent restoration and revival in cinemas across the world should have at least rated a full scale article in my city’s tabloid rags, which it did not. And because the mainstream media would rather cover crap featuring Jennifer Aniston and Katherine Heigl, legitimately great films like “The Red Shoes” are passed over by the majority of filmgoers. Yes, I know many people have seen the film on television, but if you have the opportunity, you simply MUST experience this masterpiece at the theatre. No home theatre system can possibly replicate seeing a restored print and listening to its magical score inside the movie house.

A favourite still from “The Red Shoes”, you say? How to choose from so many wonderful moments? Well, anyone that features a close-up of the lovely Moira Shearer (those eyes, that hair!) is worth a mention.

Also, this scene is rather gorgeous, such wonderful artistry from something relatively simple—the swirling red sheets, the beautiful slow motion—and of course Moira Shearer is a wonderful dancer, back in the days when the lead in a major musical production was actually expected to be able to either dance or sing (Jennifer “Flashdance” Beals, I’m looking at YOU!).

I also love the moment where the eponymous footwear magically lace themselves to Victoria Page’s (Moira Shearer’s) nimble feet—so cute! I can’t recommend this film enough to dance musical fans who are looking for a truly memorable entertainment experience—definitely one of the all-time great movies. I feel privileged to live in a city that has a cinema that enjoys playing this classic.

I think these stills best describe Victoria’s difficult decision between love and dancing

The first still is fun to analyze. We have Kraster proclaiming his love to Victoria Page; but in the background, that ominous figure, Mr. Laermontov. I love the movie because you can never quite tell what the best decision for her is… which is probably why it ended the way it did.

These guys wear read shoes sometimes. Maybe you can see them next week… IN THE WORLD SERIES!!!

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I know, I feel like such a troll right now!

I’ll quit while I’m ahead ;)

Hard to believe….

I’ve been reading threads here for the past hour or so while I watch Game 6 of the ALCS on my DVR. I’ve deliberately been avoiding Yahoo or Facebook or any other site where I could stumble upon late-breaking news. So, I wander into an innocent thread about “The Red Shoes”…..and what do I see?

I’m actually truly sorry about that. That’s happened to me before and I was very upset.

So I apologize for being a prick, and you owe me a sock in the mouth.

Cineaste, that stinks if you are a Texas fan but if you’re a Yankees fan House just saved you from a 3 hour nightmare.