Just like in human history, film evolution has consisted of lots different defining moments and monumental landmarks that have culminated in helping to scrupled cinema into the divine creature that it is now. Some these include; the very first motion picture by the Lumiere brothers and their motion pictures of workers leaving the factory; Birth of a Nation – which is regarded as the very first epic; to Citizen Kane – seen as the greatest film of all time, then we have American Graffiti which is quite possibly the god farther of all teen or coming of age films ever conceived thereafter. Without American Graffiti you have no; Breakfast club, American Pie and more recently Mean Girls (Back when Lindsey Lohan was still a creditable actress) each of them is a fine fantastic film that we all hold close to our hearts, but would never have existed, if it wasn’t for George Lucas’s neon lit, nostalgic theme park ride into the swinging 60’s.
American Graffiti is a George Lucas American film gem that interweaves seamlessly and effortlessly between four simultaneous stories. Although they are all different, each in its own rights becomes eventful, full of outrages twists turns that leave your head spinning, thus for us as well as the of the young men who experience them in sunny Modesto in the outskirts of California on the last day of the 1962 summer holidays – each remains unforgettable for all the right reasons. There is no rest period in this film; it goes from 0 – 100 mph in matter of seconds. When watching American Graffiti for the very first (And I envy anyone who is) you can look forward to; pranks, love lost, love founds stolen cars, drag racing, big explosions and a bare knuckle fight just for good measures.
It would be hard to find identify a negative from AG, as it is blessed with so many great qualities, you could easily draw on the cinematography, the sound tracks or the acting and for each one you could write a detailed essay on what makes each so great. Like I mentioned before about the neon lit nostalgic theme park ride, I felt the bright lights of shop neon signs lit up and illuminated the scintillating and beautifully sculpted cars, making them look like little fire flies dancing against the backdrop of the night.
If someone would have walked in on me watching this film, they would have thought I was crazy, because each time every song played I had to get up and dance, for each was catchy and summed up the 60’s majestically, whilst complementing every scenes mood and theme, adding an extra intoxicating layer in what we are seeing and feeling. With the likes of the “The Great pretenders” by the Platters and “Teen Angel” by the Big Boppers, you can’t go a whole 10 minutes in the film without a hearing a true classic.
Lastly a notable another great aspect of the film were the acting performances exhibited by likes Richard Drayfuss, who plays the man obsessed splendidly, similar to his character in Close encounters of a Third Kind, except you swap a dwarfed alien races for a tall beautiful blond (I know which one I would rather obsess over). Then we also have Charles Martin Smith, who played the helpless romantic impossibly well, never failing to put a smile on my face. We also have the appearance of Harrison Ford (Mr Indiana Jones himself), who at the point of casting still had aspirations in the carpentering field , but his part was far too small, and one leveled for him to really stand out.
All in all this film was phenomenal, and if like me you enjoy amazing trend setting films, that will live forever in our hearts, I recommend that if you’re going to sit down this weekend to watch a film, I urge you that you make it American Graffiti.