More than a year ago, Facebookers were being "tagged" to write notes that required them to lay out their histories, thoughts, and preferences in a number of different ways. These notes often instructed them to tag others, which they would do. The focus of Facebook eventually shifted--thanks, perhaps, to Twitter--and these sorts of things were done less and less. I was busy, then, and would set aside the more involved notes with the intention of doing them later. I am still busy, but I plan to return to some of them from time to time to complete them.
This particular note involved movie scenes. The tagged person was to select ten favorites and number them in order of preference. It wasn't as successful as some notes. I'm guessing the reason is that Facebook disallowed video embedding in its notes at the time. They may still disallow it. I am going to assume they do, and post my response on Coronal, where I know embedding is allowed. I won't be doing my ten all-time favorites, because 1.) it would be hard for me to narrow it down, 2.) some scenes I love are not to be found on YouTube, and 3.) I hope to have many more movies to go and more life to live before I am in a position to settle on all-time favorites. What I am doing, then, is posting links to scenes I like a lot. I am posting them in no particular order.
I may say a thing or two about the scenes I post when I post them.
If you wish to use this space to post your own, feel free to do so.
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Up first is a scene from The Third Man. If you haven't seen it, you might want to skip this one. In fact, you might also want to avoid looking at the YouTube video's title. (It should go without saying that you should skip whatever I say about the scene following the embedded video, but I am saying it anyway: you should skip whatever I say about the scene following the embedded video.)
Here:
This is a standout scene among a movie stuffed with standout scenes.
Some of the scenes I will be posting may have no need of context. The viewer could very well be able to appreciate them by themselves. This could be one of those scenes, but I think it requires all that goes on before it for it to be truly effective.
It's a fine example of the potential power a delayed introduction can have. Orson Welles talked about it when Bogdanovich interviewed him while the two were working on The Other Side of the Wind. Here's what he had to say:
"Every sentence in the whole script is about Harry Lime--nobody talks about anything else for ten reels. And then there's that shot in the doorway--what a star entrance that was! In theater, you know, the old star actors never liked to come on until the end of the first act. Mister Wu is a classic example--I've played it once myself. All the other actors boil around the stage for about an hour shrieking, What will happen when Mister Wu arrives?" "What is he like, this Mister Wu?" and so on. Finally a great gong is beaten, and slowly over a Chinese bridge comes Mister Wu himself in full mandarin robes. Peach Blossom (or whatever her name is) falls on her face and a lot of coolies yell, "Mister Wu!!!" The curtain goes down, the audience goes wild, and everybody says, "Isn't that guy playing Mister Wu a great actor!" That's a star part for you! What matters in that kind of role is not how many lines you have, but how few. What counts is how much the other characters talk about you. Such a star vehicle really is a vehicle. All you have to do is ride." (This is Orson Welles!, 220-221)
He sells his own performance short with what's likely a bit of false modesty, but he gets at where the scene gets much of its weight.
We have been given clues to help us figure out who's hiding in the shadows. (Sidenote: people watching in 1949 may have linked Welles to The Shadow, and may have taken this to be an in-joke.) We know there's something funny about the accident that's supposed to have killed Lime. There's the mysterious "Third Man" who is supposed to have appeared from out of nowhere to help communicate his dead body from the street to the sidewalk. There's the matter of the timing of Holly Martins's (played by Joseph Cotten) arrival. But most of all, there's what we have just learned from Lime's girlfriend: the cat only ever liked Lime. We see that cat approach somebody--the same somebody Martins has determined is spying on him. The body is mostly in shadow, something no doubt meant to frustrate the viewer. How long before we get to see who's there?
Then, a pleasant surprise: his identity is revealed almost immediately. It's Harry Lime, the guy everybody's been talking about. Right? Maybe not. Maybe Martins just thinks it is. There's some distance between them, he hasn't seen him for years, and, yes, Lime's supposed to be dead. A brand new frustration follows. Lime's appearance only raises more questions.
Adding to the mood are wet Viennese streets at night, a well-thought-out use of light and dark, Anton Karas's zither, the loud bitchings of an Austrian woman awakened by the racket, and an exchange of glances that tells us just enough about what's going through both men's minds.