Breakfast at Tiffany’s

Year: 1961
Studio: Paramount
Director: Blake Edwards
Writer: George Alexrod/Truman Capote
Cast: Audrey Hepburn, George Peppard, Mickey Rooney

Do you have to be of a certain era or have a certain taste in movies and culture to like this film? Or is it just famous for Henry Mancini's romantic score or the pixieish style of a young Audrey Hepburn, just like The Seventh Seal is better known for the visage of Death rather than the at-times incomprehensible story?

When young writer Paul (Peppard) moves into a New York apartment building, he's drawn to his pretty neighbour Holly (Hepburn), among whose quirks is an insistence on calling him Fred.

Film theorists have probably long since realised this, but it might be a social comment before its time, addressing the phenomenon of vacuous, fame-hungry starlets of both sexes who don't really feel they exist until they're on camera.

Holly thrives among the socialite and party set, but as soon as she's alone with Paul she devolves into a bundle of insecurities and fears, a cultural phenomenon seen everywhere from Marilyn Monroe to Lindsay Lohan.

In a more contemporary and less glossy movie made today, Holly would probably end up a drug addict or commit suicide. But this is a high-sheen Hollywood version of what society now recognizes as mental illness, so Hepburn set a million bars for timeless style even as her character unraveled.

It's remembered more for its similarities to Sex in the City to As Good As It Gets, but you can't call yourself a film fan without seeing it.

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