Originally a teleplay by Paddy Chayefsky, Marty was nominated for eight Academy Awards (winning for Best Picture) and won the Palme d’Or at Cannes. “I’ve been looking for a girl every Saturday night of my life,” says lovelorn Bronx butcher Marty (Ernest Borgnine).
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Part theater, part cinema, a bit of social realism, and moments that feel like something from a fairy tale. It's easy to see why this particular Best Picture winner was so popular, as (like Boyhood) it offered audiences a reflection of ordinary middle class life that stays optimistic and humane, even in the face of difficulties. All this, plus a Mickey Spillane takedown. Can we get a remake, where Marty's on OkCupid?
A filmmaker of subjects and its suitability to an invisible and sparse language, a mere executant of issues intended to be exemplary and/or polemical, and that, along with Stanley Kramer, represented what more limited existed in classical Hollywood. It's an ancestor of the films and filmmakers of today that rely on "sensitive" issues to appease standard consciences - in fact, the vast current trend.
A simple but extremely effective film about loneliness and the pains of feeling average and insignificant. Both leads are perfect and there is a brutal honesty to the performances. Watching both characters help each other to grow in confidence and self-sufficiency is extremely touching, and their entire meeting is charming and affecting. Watching good things happen to good people is a rare experience, its refreshing.
it seems that familial pressure when it comes to dating and marriage really didn't change much in the past 60 years. while themes of love and loneliness don't really lack, movies seem to disregard the common folk, or in this case self-admitted "dogs". basically it's like listening to "how soon is now?" but finally getting a happy ending.
Gimmicky, borderline insulting, but man, it really is heartwarming. Grade A, first class Hollywood corn, and Ernest Borgnine outdoes himself. His scenes with his Ma are no great shakes, but when the love interest comes into the picture, you know why he was cast. There are moments of middle american unhappiness which rival Chris Ware, but just when you're yelling at the screen for him to snap out of it, he does!