Monday Reviews by Margie: The Artist (2011)

Margie Cracken is a guest blogger for StrangeCultureBlog.com, her style & taste are not typical to the Film Blog Community. You can read more about Margie here.

Jean Dujardin and Uggie, The Artist

I was so excited to see this past year's best picture winner and have been waiting for it to come out on DVD. 

I haven't been to a movie theater in ages, but my hairdresser said I would just love this movie. Well let me tell you something, you might not know. This film has no words. They should tell you that before you check it out.

I went to the video rental store, and picked up a copy took it home and thought I had a bad copy. I could hear the music, but no talking. So I ran up to the store and told them I thought the copy was bad. The young man working behind the counter gave me another copy. Which, by the way, why do the video store employees all look so awful. This guy had a strange tattoo on his arm, piercings in his ear, and a head of hair that looked like it hadn't seen a comb in ages.

I brought home the second copy, and still the same problem. I almost canceled this weeks column, and when I told me son, he laughed at me and told me the film was a silent film. He laughed at me, which of course, wasn't nice at all. I didn't realize they still made silent films.

This film must be very low budget, not only does it have no words, but also is in black and white.

Speaking of low budget, there is hardly anyone famous in this movie. Mostly they just have that obese man from the TV show Roseanne in this movie, John Goodman, and some other people you've never heard of before.

I started watching this movie after dinner and my eyes were tired so I didn't always read the title cards, so I really don't know much of what this movie is about. The dog was cute, and I think I'd rather have preferred this movie if there would have been some talking and been in color.