Sunday, 23 November 2014
It’s a Wonderful Life (1946)
My god this film nearly falls over a very, very fine line into sugary, sweet sickliness so many times but gets pulled back, just in time, into a grim reality to ground it. And the grim stuff is pretty grim. George drunk, George shouting at his kids, George starting fights, George not existing. Grim.
I'd love to knock half a star off for old man Potter not getting his arse kicked and for the tacky soft-focus of Mary just before George loses it, but I can't. It really is a wonderful life.
Not just the best Christmas film ever but one of the greatest films ever, and yes I cried... again... several times.
Original letterboxd review