The Red Shoes
Michael Powell, Emeric Pressburger
Directed by:
1948


This was a magnificent film. The spectacle acheived onscreen is some of the best I have ever witnessed. There is one sequence that is up there for one of the best musical sequences I have ever seen in a film, and it beautifully blends the strengths of ballet and cinema to heighten the experience. It may not be the best ballet you will ever see, but the things that the directors are able to do on stage within the scope of a film are amazing and add to the wonderful experience. Outside of this sequence, this movie is a solid look into what a ballet production company looks like behind the scenes. There is drama on set, various colorful characters and moments, and a beautiful score throughout the runtime. Unfortunately, two of the main characters that we follow are not as colorful. The only truly interesting character that takes center stage is Lermontov, whose writing I really enjoyed. Besides that, the acting and writing is hit or miss for most of the movie. The ending is good, but I feel like the script should have gone through one more revision in order to make it more impactful and sensical. Though this movie has its faults, it is a wonderful experience to witness on as big a screen as possible.
