The Artist Left Me Speechless

If you haven't heard of it, "The Artist" is a movie about an actor of the silent film era dealing with the loss of his fame due to the "talkies" or motion pictures with sound.

The film itself is shot, staged, and acted as if it were truly the 1930's and completely immerses the viewer in that world—with a few key exceptions.

I am a huge fan of classic movies, and am known for being particular and overly judgmental when it comes to period pieces, so it means a lot when I say that this movie is so accurate, reverent, and mindful of the style from which it draws its inspiration, that for once in my life, I am left with practically no complaints.

From the facial expressions, to the theatrical drama, to the interactions and differences of the sexes, and even the texture and accuracy of the set, this film is spot on.

It references the long-lost and underrated feel-good movies of Frank Capra with a concept and twist which gives it even deeper significance. In today's world, we can still sympathize with these characters because of their genuine and passionate nature and experience a happy ending in the midst of such modern cynicism.

The story takes the greatest possible advantage of being a homage created with modern technology. The concept is what sets this film apart and makes it truly brilliant. But so as not to give away too much, I will leave it at this: I cannot imagine another silent film being made that could be justified in modern times. Sure, it would be entertaining and refreshing, but no other movie of a similar style could live up to the bar that this one has set. I encourage you to see it if it's in a theater near you. I think you too will be left speechless.