The Red Shoes
Moira Shearer, ballerina and star of The Red Shoes died Tuesday at age 80.
For me it is meaningless to state what my "favorite movie" is; there are so many and they are so different. One of my favories is The Red Shoes which to me is the most romantic and purely innocent one I have ever seen. I still sigh when I see the scene where Shearer’s character, Victoria Page, is taking a late night carriage ride along the coast of Monte Carlo, half asleep in the arms of the young composer and her lover Julian Craster (played by Marius Goring) in which he says to Vicky:
One day when I am old I want some lovely young girl to say to me: ‘Tell me, where in your long life Mr. Craster were you most happy?’. And I shall say, ‘Well my dear, I never knew the exact place. It was somewhere on the Mediterranean. I was with Victoria Page. ‘What‘ she would say, ‘do you mean the famous dancer?’, and I will nod and say ‘Yes my dear, I do. Then she was quite young; comparatively unspoiled. We were, I remember, very much in love.’
Ahh, if life were so ...
From the obituary published in today's LA Times:
Using Technicolor photography, "The Red Shoes" (1948) was one of the most stunning films of its vintage, and its entrancing, porcelain-skinned heroine was credited with almost single-handedly popularizing ballet for millions. However, in later years she disparaged the film and its cost to her ballet career, saying, "Isn't it strange that something you've never really wanted to do turns out to be the very thing that's given you a name and identity?"
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