The Artist Review

Yes, The Artist is nearly wordless. Yes, The Artist is in black and white. And yes, The Artist is a magical, brilliant, masterful throwback to the age of silent films. The Artist is written and directed by Michel Hazanavicius, a man who you should give props to for making a film that is so daringly old time. The Artist is about an actor named George Valentin (Jean Dujardin) and a romance he begins with a woman named Peppy Miller (Berenice Bejo). Also, this film is about so much more than that. By taking something so old, from way back in the day, director Hazanavicius has made something so new and lively. Dujardin gives an absolutely Oscar worthy performance, not speaking and yet conveying so many emotions and giving off so much information about his character. Bejo also gives a delightful performance as an aptly named woman who has excellent chemistry with George. The Artist is also a beautiful film to look at. The black and white really gives the film a nice old look and feel to it. With all my praise about The Artist, you might think it's going to be a weekly thing for me to watch it. However, it will not. It will not because it's a movie you have to see in the theater to truly get the magic of. One of the main sources of magic in this film is watching this film and feeling like you're watching a movie in an old time theater and seeing all the beautiful imagery on the big screen. Without this, The Artist has lost some of its magic. The Artist is a phenomenal piece of film making from a director whose only other line of work has been from directing the James Bond spoofs that go by the name of OSS 117. The director and the new, fresh line of actors in this film are, however, going to be huge stars. I implore you to go see The Artist right away and in the theater because you'd be doing yourself a disservice if you didn't.