Alfie (1966)

Well, I just finished watching ‘Alfie’; the original version of course.  It always seems to me that if a movie is worth re-making then it must have been pretty darn good – and that the re-make is subsequently disappointing.  I very rarely see re-makes for that very reason – they usually suck, compared to the original. 

I can never understand why contemporary audiences find it so difficult to relate to movies made more that a dozen years ago (with a few obvious exceptions).  I think it ties in with the arrested adolescence that is so pervasive in our society.  Everyone seems to consider people in their twenties as somehow not-quite adults (and the twenty-somethings are the lead purveyors of this type of thinking).  And what goes hand-in-hand with this type of thinking?  Disdain for anything ‘Old’.  It makes me laugh really.  On a regular basis.  I enjoy being called old by someone ten years younger than me, because I know in ten years it will really hit them hard.  Anyways, I digress – and not very gracefully or lucidly.  I know what I mean and that’s all that matters!  Ha ha.

‘Alfie’ is a great movie.  Michael Caine is superb.  I mean absolutely superb as Alfie.  It’s a wonderful movie about the pitfalls of protecting your heart at all costs.  Now, one could argue that he is a man without a heart – perhaps an anti-social personality even, but there is one scene where that little argument is laid to rest quite decisively – despite what the character says about it afterwards. 

It reminds me of every playboy I’ve ever known – right down to the British accent.  Not that they all have British accents but it seems to suit somehow – you know? 

As an added bonus the movie has a young actress by the name of Jane Asher.  I knew I recognized her face but it wasn’t until the credits that I realized who she was.  At the time of filming she was engaged to Paul McCartney.  She went on to have quite a successful career of her own – acting and writing – but she never married McCartney, and apparently to this day refuses to speak of him.  Smart girl – very classy. 

And last but not least I liked watching this movie because the year it was released is the year my Mum was pregnant with me – and I like to watch movies of that time period so I can say to myself ’so that’s what the world looked like when I came out’.

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