Breezy (1973) from Tuna |
Breezy (1973) stars Oscar winner William Holden and a
very young Kay Lenz in her second film and first starring role. It
was directed by Clint Eastwood, and Clint has said in interviews
that this is his personal favorite of all the films he has made. So
why hasn't anyone heard about it? Eastwood blames an "R" rating,
which he didn't think was justified. By 1973 standards, he might
well be right, but it has enough nudity and simulated sex to rate an
R today, easily. |
I first saw an edited version of this film on television, and later picked up a Betamax of it, but the tape also seemed to have some awkward cuts where nudity belonged. Even with the censorship job, I loved the film. It was wonderful to finally have a great transfer of the unedited version on DVD. If you hate romantic comedies, this one won't win you over, but, otherwise, it is a very good one, and is hence a C+. IT is also worth seeing for anyone trying to understand what the 60s were really like. |
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Scoop's notes in yellow: Eastwood has now directed two dozen feature films over a period of nearly 35 years. There's nothing really bad on the list, and there are some mighty good films in the top three spots. The variety of his projects is surprising. I guess most of us think of him as a squinty-eyed, hoarse-voiced tough guy, but there are romances and light comedies on the list with the crime stories and Westerns.
I don't really enjoy Breezy the way Tuna does. I liked Bill Holden as the world-weary cynic, and Kay Lenz as the naive yet insightful Breezy, but I find the development of the film to be very, very slow going, and there's really no emotional punch until the last ten minutes. Breezy tells the real estate guy she "loves" him about ten minutes into their relationship, but he never really asks her "is this like the man-women-lifetime type of love or more like the hippies-love-all-creatures type". Given their generation gap, and built-in communication gap, he'd want to know what she meant. Frankly, I didn't know either. Whether in 1973 when I was Breezy's age, or now when I'm the age of the real estate dude, I'd be uncomfortable with somebody throwing around the word love after she had known me for a couple of hours. The ending is pretty darned good in a "kinda like an offbeat soap opera" way. The emotions of that finale seemed genuine, even if they were provoked by a fatal accident, which seemed like an artificial and much too obvious plot device. On the other hand, I do agree with Tuna's points. I didn't find the film's general premise to be false. When I was an up-and-rising corporate executive, in an era close to the one pictured here, maybe a bit later, I fell for a barefoot 19 year old on the beaches of Florida. The events and feelings pictured in this film were a very reasonable reflection of the way it was - the way our relationship was perceived by our friends, the way each of us was changed by the relationship, and the highs and lows we experienced in the course of our time together. We did not have a lifetime together, but we had some good time, and it lasted longer than either of us could have imagined. |
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