Motion Pictures – Happy 117th Birthday – The Beginning of the List

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Broadway is a grand and glorious avenue that runs the full length of New York City.  At 27th Street, Broadway narrows and becomes filled with storefronts that serve as the entrance to wholesale import businesses.  It’s a strange place to find a hotel, and yet, that is where you will find the Broadway Plaza: 1155 Broadway, to be exact.  It’s lobby is as tight and narrow as the buildings that surround it, but this lobby had one grand and glorious moment.  Though there is no plaque or statue to commemorate it, it was here that a momentous historical event took place that would have a profound effect on American culture: here, on April 14, 1894, commercial cinema was born.

The Holland Brothers opened a Kinetoscope Parlor at 1155 Broadway.  They had ten machines, set up in parallel rows of five, each showing a different moving image.  For 25 cents, a viewer could see all the images in either row; half a dollar gave access to the entire bill. The machines were purchased from the new Kinetoscope Company, which had contracted with Thomas Edison for their production.  This event predates, by one year, the date often cited as the birth of cinema, the Lumiere Brothers’ historic screening of their films on December 28, 1895, at the Salon Indien du Grand Cafe in Paris.

The story of how cinema went from a machine in which people would plunk a quarter (no small amount in 1894) to view moving images, to a multi-billion dollar industry that has had a profound effect on American, and European, culture, is an amazing story involving a vast array of disparate and unique individuals, both genius and mercenary: Eadweard Muybridge, Thomas Edison, Etienne Jules-Marey, Louis Le Prince, William Friese-Greene, Auguste and Louis Lumiere, R.W. Paul, Georges Melies are all names that should be known to everyone, particularly if you are a filmmaker (and if you don’t, shame on you).  These men, and so many more, were all responsible for the invention of that most remarkable of art forms, the motion picture.

Film is a true art form that has the power of all great art: to delight, to challenge, to entertain, to mesmerize. It can hold a mirror up to us and let us see our triumphs, our foibles, our joy and despair. It can even have a profound impact on our culture and open the door to others.

My love affair with films began when I was 12 years old.  I was home from school, for the 3rd day straight, with the flu.  Lying on the couch in the den, tossing and turning, trying to find a position in which I would feel less nauseous, I was channel-surfing the family Zenith (a turn-knob connected by a cable to the TV sat on an end table so I did not actually have to get up).  A black-and-white film appeared.  I was not averse to black-and-white films: Abbott and Costello, and some of the creature features, I loved and that constituted the total of my film-watching, were in black-and-white.  This was different, however; nary a short, chubby man shouting “Hey Abbboootttt!” or a huge furry or large scaly creature in sight.  Nevertheless, I did not change the channel.  I was mesmerized.  Time literally stood still for me.  Before I knew it, two hours had flown by and I had forgotten my nausea and illness.  The film, I found out, was ON THE WATERFRONT.

I had never seen anything quite like Marlon Brando, Rod Steiger, Lee J. Cobb, Karl Malden and Eva Marie Saint in her white slip.  I just understood that film: Terry Malloy’s need for love and respect, and to belong to something; his desire for the one good thing that has happened to him (Eva Marie Saint in her white slip again).  I looked around for someone to talk to about what I had just seen, but no one was around (my father was in a far-off place called Vietnam, my mother was tending to my little sister somewhere in the house).  I found, however, that I liked keeping my thoughts to myself, that this incredible event belonged to just me.  After that, I would watch every film I could see, every weekend, no matter the film, no matter the age.  So began the longest love affair of my life.

There are images and stories from cinema that will stay with me always: the beauty of a young Shirley MacLaine running down the street to reach Jack Lemmon in THE APARTMENT; Scarlet realizing that tomorrow is just another day; Bette Davis warning us that tonight will be a bumpy night; Judy and pals following the Yellow Brick Road; Jimmy Stewart awakening from a sleep to see the intense beauty of Grace Kelly hovering over him in REAR WINDOW; Marlon knowing he coulda been a contender in a cab; on and on and on.  Film has enriched my life, kept me company, left me with feelings of elation, happiness, loneliness, despair, outrage.  They have opened my mind to other cultures, languages, people.  They have even educated and offered me a career that I am passionate for.  I consider myself a lucky man for this.

So happy birthday 117 to the Motion Picture!  May you rock on and provide many more years, decades, centuries of joy!

I am often asked by friends, family, and people who know of my love of film, what movies they should watch, whether for sheer enjoyment or for the purpose of learning more about the craft of filmmaking.  In the days, weeks, months, and maybe years to come (if we make it that far), I will be posting the films that I believe to be the keystone films; the influential, the movies that furthered the progress of film.  Watch the films you wish, or be truly adventurous and watch them in chronological order, to get the full impact of how films have evolved and influenced the movies we watch and revere now.

I envy those who will be seeing some of these films for the first time: they could change your life, as well!

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