I stumbled upon The sound of Music today. It was 15 minutes
into the movie. The scene was when Maria was told by the Reverend Mother about
her commission to the Von Trapp family and she was on her way. I was in my
quest for an American crime drama, any American crime drama.. though I seem to
have seen re-runs of re-runs so many times that I can narrate dialogues back in
my sleep. Anyway, my initial pull – the reason
why I stopped channel surfing was to see how Julie Andrews looked when she was
young. I had seen the movie a long time back and knew the story, remembered a
couple of the songs – 16 going on 17 and favourite things, but didn’t remember
the details. Then the song was over and she was at the Vonn Trapp residence and
then I was hooked. I just couldn’t change the channel. I couldn’t get myself to
stop watching. The beauty of the story telling, the innocence of the era, the
charm of the hero – things which are so lost in todays movies. There is a scene
where George professes his love to Maria and they sing (obviously) at the end
of which their silhouettes frame the doorway against the moonlight. It is one
of the most beautiful frames in a movie which I remember seeing. The underlying
and understated sense of patriotism which is there but not there. The romance
which is so subtle that it is painful but never overwhelming. Even the other
lady who could easily have been a vamp, but is only a human woman. I am not an
expert in old Hollywood movies. I think sound of music and maybe Benhur are the
only old movies (pre-80’s I mean) which I recollect seeing. I have always
thought of that era to be unrealistic, something that my generation cannot
relate to, movies with actors singing at the drop of a hat and hamming along
gloriously. I am not saying that I am wrong. I don’t think I can ever see a
Western starring Mr. Eastwood. But seeing something like Sound of Music ticks
all the boxes – hope, love, music, joy, fun, strength, life….People need fixes
like these once in a while to get them
re-alined.
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