The Emperor Waltz

A Valsa do imperador estreava há 75 anos em Hollywood. Acho que o plotline dos cães espelhando os protagonistas é bem bonitinho e de certa forma uma maneira de burlar o código Hays em picância, mas jesus, como odeio o Bing Crosby cantando, se tivessem tirado os números musicais seria um filme bem melhor. Wilder o renegava, mas não acho que é pra tanto. Box Versátil O Cinema de Billy Wilder.

Not one of Billy Wilder's most revered films, The Emperor Waltz (1948) does provide some enjoyment. It's just that most of it is to be had in the first held of the picture, while it increasingly becomes less interesting in the concluding part. Still a stylish film in Technicolor with a light sense of humor through-out in the type of fun Bing Crosby was known for. Joan Fontaine provides the elegance. But this was a big production, nice to look at, and does it job of entertaining.

Sometimes being an auteurist means denying yourself happiness so you could spend two hours watching an interminable bore like The Emperor Waltz. It technically isn't that bad, but it certainly left me wondering what the point of all this - movie-watching - is.

I love Billy Wilder so much I couldn't even really dislike this one even though the most interesting characters are dogs and Bing Crosby really is a most unlikable fellow.

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