11 March 2007

The other Hepburn

From the day I first saw Adam's Rib on tv (I was home sick from elementary school), I became fairly obsessed with Katharine Hepburn. I was determined to see all her films, though I must admit that once I was over thirty deep into her filmography, some of the movies were pretty bad, so I eased up. I read biographies, autobiographies, taped rare tv interviews, saved magazine articles, and wrote a several page long fan letter. Her reply though simple and brief is a cherished treasure.

Amidst all this, I skipped all of the Audrey Hepburn movies. In 2002, I saw my first, Sabrina, at the urging of some new young friends. It was fine but didn't impress me much. Still, I was missing the perhaps quintessential Audrey Hepburn film: Breakfast at Tiffany's. Until last night, that is. Thanks, TCM.

Aside from the ridiculously offensive Mickey Rooney as Mr. Yunioshi, I was quite taken with it. I loved the dialogue.

The other day Ms. Sizzle mused about platonic crushes and whether they can truly be platonic or not. I felt like Breakfast at Tiffany's was the epitome of 'I'm calling this platonic, and you're playing along, but it's really not.'

One year ago at TTaT: Shake it off
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  1. love Breakfast at Tiffanys! I loved how she kept her lipstick & perfume in her mailbox.