My rating: 5 of 5 stars
I miss Roger Ebert. Even when I disagreed with his online personal journal entries, which happened fairly frequently, I still loved reading him.
Most importantly, of course, I miss reading his movie reviews every Friday. They were the anchor against which I measured all other critical opinions of a film. Again, I might disagree with him because his range and experience and desires when watching a film were often different from mine. Again, it didn’t matter. I loved his way with words, the way he made you understand that his point of view was very valid even if you did disagree, and the way he was unafraid to champion movies others despised. He began this with early support of 2001: A Space Odyssey and later won my heart with his embrace of Abraham Lincoln Vampire Hunter. This is something few movie critics achieve.
The Great Movies collects a series of Ebert’s of critical appreciations of movies which deserved a deeper look than a simple review. It ranges across time and genres to choose the best of the best, movies which make you want to grab your friends and force them to watch.
This book makes me appreciate the movies I love even more, makes me realize some movies that I never want to watch, and … yet … also makes me appreciate that both sorts can be connected in a way that makes my own viewing richer. This just happened in reading Ebert’s comparison between the noir masterpiece Sunset Boulevard (much loved by me) and the Japanese existentialist film The Woman in the Dune (in which simply reading the description was enough, thank you very much).
There are some reviews which I won’t read now because those movies, such as Jean Renoir’s The Grand Illusion, are on my list to watch. Ebert can’t fully discuss these as “great movies” without giving spoilers, so I will deny myself the pleasure of knowing his reasons for recommendation. It is enough to know that I can come back to his discussion when I am ready.
Above all it makes me want to watch some of these great movies again … or for the first time. Surely that was Ebert’s goal and he hits the target with sureness and grace. If you love movies, if you love intelligent and insightful writing, and, above all, if you miss Roger Ebert, then you owe it to yourself to read this collection.