Dr. Strangelove Or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb (1964)
Dr. Strangelove Or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb
I must say, I was somewhat disappointed with this. It was very close to what I thought it would be, but I just didn’t enjoy it as much as I wanted to. Granted, there were some extremely funny scenes, usually every scene with Peter Sellers. But there were some bits where I just got bored. It didn’t especially grab me. The story was well written, with a genuinely perfect balance of comedy and serious drama. There were so many memorable one liners, both scripted and improved. “You can’t fight in here, this is the war room!” Comedy gold. The best part is how after you experience the comedy, you’re introduced to a scene that is dead serious, and while still farcical, it brings you back down in a healthy way. Does that make sense? It sounds good in my head. If you’ve seen this, then hopefully you understand what I’m saying. The highlight of the movie was easily the actors and their characters. George C. Scott absolutely kills it, and his overacting was literally perfect for the situation. A young James Earl Jones makes his film debut, which was really neat. But Peter Sellers takes the cake for best performance(s). It’s a crime against humanity that he didn’t win Best Actor for this. He didn’t have one good role, or two, but three, and all were perfect. Also, I want to give a random shoutout to one of my favorite parts of the movie, which was the opening credits. Nothing special about them, I just really, really loved the score. A great combination of sadness and hope by some friggin beautiful strings. Overall, this movie was pretty well made, though it’s very out there. I know my Enjoyment Score took a hit, but I’d still recommend this if you like satire or comedies. This film is officially Berry Approved, so go check it out now!