Watched: 12/21/2023
Format: Amazon Prime
Viewing: Unknown
Director: Frank Capra
A few years ago, we covered this movie on the podcast. I think Nathan and I did a lovely job of discussing the impact of the film on us as viewers and why it works.
Re-watching the film this year, I'm once again amazed at how well so much information - both plot and emotional - is conveyed in the movie and it never feels rushed or crammed. It's only after you've seen the movie multiple times that you really process "wow, George had a whole lot happen to him on very specific days of his life", but that's also part of what makes it work. Getting married during the week of October 28, 1929 was just a horrible time for someone in the building and loan business to have such a big event, for example.
And we aren't given a St. George for our George Bailey. He's a normal guy with dreams that he can't pursue, and the only thing keeping him sane is probably Mary. He's holding a lot in and holding a lot back every minute of every day, which all comes spilling out when Uncle Billy loses the money. "Why do we have to have all these kids?" is maybe the craziest line in the movie. But he's also already had it with Billy 15 years ago - he should have been at college if the guy could have taken over for his father. And so-on-and-so-forth.
It's the rare movie that acknowledges that people can break from giving up their dreams - or that they'd be put in an awful place for doing what seems right. Hallmark movies have made a mint off selling the idea of giving up your dreams for small town domesticity - or at least shifting the dream that way. And it's even less so that a movie allows a male character to snap after landing the house, wife and kids, especially in this era.* This was post-war America, and we were winners!
But I think George Bailey is all of us on some level. Unless you're, like, Madonna, and only *think* giving your servants a second thought is magnanimous.** There's a lot more George Baileys walking around out there than those who made it where they'd hoped, who gave up who they thought they were and dreams of where they'd be than any rando living at the top. Even George's little corner of the living room, which goes unmentioned, where he's plugging away at drawings of bridges and buildings, still wanting to be an architect... it's just kind of funny and sad. And, God, that's too real. It's no shock that he smashes it.
But at the end of the day, the movie works because the real message is just, if not *more* true - that all that matters, really, are the folks in your life and how you can help them. It's not to say your dreams don't matter - but we also have to appreciate what we do have, and the people around us, and know that we matter to them, just as much as they matter to us. And believing that we're not replaceable cogs is a very hard thing to process. I imagine it was even more so in 1946, when you saw your friends drafted and shipped off.
Ironically, Stewart was a war hero, but wouldn't ever discuss it or use it in promotion. He'd been drafted well before Pearl Harbor and exited the service as a Brigadier General. During the war, he piloted 20 missions I believe flying B-24's. But he also served as in command, and would remain in reserve until 1959. He was as much Harry Bailey as George Bailey.
*I know - controversial!
**But Madonna gets a pass for whatever she's up to, here at The Signal Watch
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