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Sunset Boulevard (1950)
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Directed
by:
Billy Wilder |
COUNTRY
USA |
GENRE
Film noir/Thriller |
NORWEGIAN TITLE
Sunset Boulevard |
RUNNING
TIME
110 minutes |
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Produced
by:
Charles Brackett |
Written by:
Charles Brackett
Billy Wilder
D. M. Marshman Jr. |
Review
In what was one of Hollywood's first
indictments of itself, faded silent film star Norma Desmond (Gloria
Swanson) offers young, down-on-his-luck screenwriter Joe Gillis
(William Holden) the opportunity to stay with her in her lavish,
antiquated mansion, where she lives in recluse, dreaming of her
bygone days as one of the once budding industry's brightest stars –
and hoping that her latest script will give her one last taste of
the fame she's incurably addicted to. Billy Wilder illuminates the
flip side of celebrity and movie stardom with shrewdness and
doubtless first-hand knowledge. But after 70 years of aging,
Sunset Boulevard only fully works on that allegorical level. The
rest of the movie, with its looming tragedy and noirish shadows, is
a little too plotted and melodramatic to really resonate, despite –
or perhaps partly because – Swanson's outlandish performance as the
ageing diva. She's a ghost of the expressionist traditions she was
brought up in, and she's blind to the fact that she's become a
parody of her own screen-persona. As the picture revels in this
parody, with sprinkles of black comedy which alas are too slight and
far between, it does still create its own atmospheric realm that
partly explains Joe's lunacy. Thanks to Wilder's skill and an
invested William Holden, Sunset Boulevard transports you back
to 1950's Hollywood and gives you a fascinating glimpse into its
world of theatricality, decline and debauchery.
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