Do you remember my last lj entry in which I kept babbling on about all the stuff I did in March?
I forgot to include
The King's Speech in my blog post. Yes, you heard me right.
I forgot to include The King's Speech. See, self, this is why you make lists. To keep from forgetting to include the most brilliant films in your blog posts. *scolds self*
So,
The King's Speech. I absolutely wanted to see the original version because I thought that the German dubbed version probably just wouldn't convey everything the original one did, and I especially wanted to see how Colin Firth managed to pass off his stammer authentically. I ordered the tickets via internet even though there were still a lot of free seats because I have this irrational fear of tickets just vanishing into orbit if I don't order early enough (all due to the musical mania, I'm sure). We drove to Mannheim, found the cinema (somehow, we always end up in a parking deck a few blocks from it even though we always try for the one which is next to it :D), and hurried to the box office. Now, for the sake of the following conversation, let's assume my pick-up number was 123 456.
ME: Hello, I would like to pick up my tickets.
WOMAN: Okay, what is your pick-up number please?
ME: 1-2-3. 4-
WOMAN: Holla, one thing after the other! So, this was a reservation for
Rango?
ME: o.o Uh no, it was for
King's Speech, actually.
WOMAN: The original version? No, there's no reservation.
ME: O.O I've already paid for the tickets. And those were definitely tickets for
The King's Speech.
WOMAN: Oh, you want to pick up tickets you've already bought? You should've given me the whole number!
ME: *facepalm*
So it turned out alright in the end, but it did give me a right scare. We had nice seats, and the couple in the row in front of us chose seats a little to our left so they wouldn't be in the way which I thought was really considerate, and I decided I really liked them until they noisily started kissing each other. They stopped when the film started though, or else I might have killed them.
And God, I loved this film. Yes, it is a bit lengthy in parts, but the script. THE SCRIPT, YOU GUYS. The dialogue, so simple yet so GOOD. The conversations between Lionel and Bertie were brilliant and so intricate and so much fun. And don't even get me started on Elizabeth.
Sweetie? :D All of the characters were so well developed and had their edges. I have no clue about how much of the film is historically accurate but I don't give a damn. I think the Oscar for Best Screenplay was incredibly deserved.
As was the Oscar Colin Firth won. I know, everybody else has probably been over that already, but gosh, faking a stammer as convincingly as Colin Firth did, that must be horrendously difficult. I can't even begin to fathom how you do that. I was really really impressed with his performance. Honestly, though, I couldn't decide on any favourite actor in this film. My favourite moments were probably Helena Bonham Carter's scenes though. She always was so cute and dignified at the same time, and she was
funny. She was. And then again her performance was so heart-wrenching; when she kissed her husband before his speech, and all through it. My heart went to tiny, tiny pieces and I cried and cried and prayed so much for the speech to go over well, and then my heart was put back together when it was all over and... I should stop here or else I will become too incoherent. Helena Bonham Carter is love. Colin Firth is too. Together, they're superawesomecute.
More people who are love: Geoffrey Rush. He's just... I wanted to cuddle Lionel! He was so competent and quirky and professional and cute, all at the same time. I loved the way he was with his wife and with his children, and I totally adored the way he was with Bertie, refusing to treat him any different than anybody else and yet not really sure
how to treat him. Jennifer Ehle, Michael Gambon,
Timothy Spall, Guy Pearce. <3 AND ALL OF THE KIDS. Damndamndamn, how are these kids so cute and so good at the same time? I am never more in awe than when I see kids on screen acting the shit out of their little roles as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
And by the way, this was the first time there was applause after a film I went to see! (Okay, it was I who initiated it, so not sure whether it counts, but there
was applause!)