Saturday, December 24, 2011
"It's A Wonderful LIfe" 1946
"It's A Wonderful Life"
This is it. It is my absolute favorite Christmas movie. I love this movie.
I must warn you as you read this, I have taken some prescription pain medication.
This movie starts in Heaven. A lot of people are praying for a man named George Bailey.
They have an hour to tell AS2, Clarence what he needs to know about George Bailey
It starts with a little boy with big dreams. He is playing with his friends on a frozen lake and they sledding down a hill on shovels. It is all good natured boyhood fun until George's little brother, Harry falls through the ice.
Of course he saves him but he loses hearing in one of his ears. But our George is an industrious boy and at age 12 already has a job at the local pharmacy. He serves sodas and ice creams to all the cute girls, including little Mary Hatch. She's going to love him till the day she dies.
There he saves another life, a little boy who almost gets poisoned by the druggist, Mr. Gower. It isn't Mr. Gower's fault, his son was killed in the war and he just got the telegram.
Soon George Bailey is all grown up. He's been waiting patiently for Harry to graduate from high school and take over his job at the Bailey Building and Loan so he can see the world.
George Bailey: I'm shakin' the dust of this crummy little town off my feet and I'm gonna see the world. Italy, Greece, the Parthenon, the Colosseum. Then, I'm comin' back here to go to college and see what they know. And then I'm gonna build things. I'm gonna build airfields, I'm gonna build skyscrapers a hundred stories high, I'm gonna build bridges a mile long...
But before he can take off he decides to go to the senior dance at the high school. Next thing he knows he is dancing with a very grown up Mary Hatch.
They Charleston right into the swimming pool. It was under the dance floor.
While they are walking home there is romance in the air and a full moon.
George Bailey: What is it you want, Mary? What do you want? You want the moon? Just say the word and I'll throw a lasso around it and pull it down. Hey. That's a pretty good idea. I'll give you the moon, Mary.
Mary: I'll take it. Then what?
George Bailey: Well, then you can swallow it, and it'll all dissolve, see... and the moonbeams would shoot out of your fingers and your toes and the ends of your hair... am I talking too much?
Next thing you know George wants to kiss Mary and she ends up naked. It is really quite innocent, but George is ready to take advantage but she is in a bush. As he teases her , a car pulls up to let him know that his father's had a stroke.
So George gives up a trip to Europe that he paid for and takes over the Building and Loan. He turns things over the board of directors and tries to leave for college. He is almost gone when Mr. Potter insults his father and his life's work.
George Bailey: Just a minute... just a minute. Now, hold on, Mr. Potter. You're right when you say my father was no businessman. I know that. Why he ever started this cheap, penny-ante Building and Loan, I'll never know. But neither you nor anyone else can say anything against his character, because his whole life was... why, in the 25 years since he and his brother, Uncle Billy, started this thing, he never once thought of himself. Isn't that right, Uncle Billy? He didn't save enough money to send Harry away to college, let alone me. But he did help a few people get out of your slums, Mr. Potter, and what's wrong with that? Why... here, you're all businessmen here. Doesn't it make them better citizens? Doesn't it make them better customers? You... you said... what'd you say a minute ago? They had to wait and save their money before they even ought to think of a decent home. Wait? Wait for what? Until their children grow up and leave them? Until they're so old and broken down that they... Do you know how long it takes a working man to save $5,000? Just remember this, Mr. Potter, that this rabble you're talking about... they do most of the working and paying and living and dying in this community. Well, is it too much to have them work and pay and live and die in a couple of decent rooms and a bath? Anyway, my father didn't think so. People were human beings to him. But to you, a warped, frustrated old man, they're cattle. Well in my book, my father died a much richer man than you'll ever be!
A little anger and frustration turns to making out.
George Bailey: Now, you listen to me! I don't want any plastics, and I don't want any ground floors, and I don't want to get married - ever - to anyone! You understand that? I want to do what I want to do. And you're... and you're...
[runs out of words, sees her crying]
George Bailey: Oh, Mary, Mary...
Mary: George... George... George...
George Bailey: [kisses her intensely] Mary... Would you?... Would you?...