Monday, July 14, 2008

An American in Paris

Gene Kelly was a fair singer. A weak actor. A sometimes irritating screen presence. But man, could he dance. And choreograph. While he excels in those areas, the real stars of An American in Paris are Vincente Minnelli and his coloful art direction, and George Gershwin, whom I've heard was a pretty decent composer. Yet when the film isn't doing something musical it's painfully stagnant. There's no musical in which I found myself thinking, "Get to the next number!" more often.

4 comments:

Craig Kennedy said...

There's something about Gene Kelly that I love, though you're right he's no singer/actor. It's sacrilege to say, but when he's not dancing, Fred Astaire is the one who bugs me.

K. Bowen said...

Really? I think Astaire was much more skilled than Kelly at the other aspects. Particularly, he had good facility with comedy, IMO.

Pinko Punko said...

I can't look at Fred Astaire. His body is too extreme. I think he had an eating disorder.

Craig Kennedy said...

It's just his personality. My mom couldn't stand him for some reason and I think it rubbed off on me.