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WHITE CHRISTMAS
a film by Michael Curtiz released through Paramount Pictures in 1954
Overlook the stage-bound photography and advanced
age of Bing Crosby (most apparent in the WWII prologue, and any time he's
canoodling Rosemary Clooney): White Christmas is a delight. As the
first film shot in Vista Vision (a prestige large-format process anticipating
IMAX), its historical importance is matched by its easy-going charm.
There's so much pleasant let's-put-on-a-show fluff stuffed into its 120 minutes,
the only tension is supplied by that
venerable device—the
grand misunderstanding, as Betty jumps to conclusions and thinks Bob wants to
exploit the general's constrained financial condition to garner favorable press.
Betty and Bob—in
a dramatic contrivance—never
actually say what they're thinking about the situation, and hurt feelings
abound...until the regiment reunites and the snow—signifying
peace on Earth and financial prosperity for the ailing ski lodge—begins
to fall on Christmas Eve.
A prime example of a film that deserves to be
enjoyed, not studied, White Christmas is at its best when the razzmatazz
melts away and we can revel in the quiet togetherness of sympathetic characters—Phil
and Bob's backstage repartee in Florida, the "Snow" train sequence, and the
inimitable "Count Your Blessings Instead of Sheep," where Bob imparts wisdom
(topped off with a dollop of romance) to Betty. This is a great film to
force on unwary youngsters. In no time flat they'll forget how much they
hate it.
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