Anne-Marie and I started our
At-Home Film Festival this past week with
Metropolitan (1990). I'm going to adjust the "
One thing ..." format for movies from our home library, and write about the reasons I'm glad we have these films on DVD rather than one thing that makes them good, wonderful, fun, etc. So, here goes ...
One reason two reasons why I'm glad we have
Metropolitan in our collection
is are Christopher Eigeman and Taylor Nichols. Both have a real facility with Whit Stillman's arch, formal, and, probably, overly literate dialogue. However, they each handle it in very different ways. The words just roll off of Eigeman's tongue, while Nichols is so earnest that he sells it even if it never quite sounds "natural." It isn't hard to understand why Stillman wanted them both in
Barcelona (1994) and Eigeman in
The Last Days of Disco (1998) (and, yes, Nichols shows up here, too, but only in a cameo as Charlie from
Metropolitan).
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