The Elephant Man (1980)
This incredible entry from director great David Lynch takes him out of his normal weird auteur role and shows that he can create a simple and emotional masterpiece of the human spirit. This flick is at times difficult to watch, but then the next moment it will have you riveted to the screen, moved beyond emotion by the inner strength of a dignified soul ensconced within the frame of a monster. The irony in this flick is how such profound beauty is found in the unsightly industrial world by looking beyond the physical monstrosity that is our protagonist. The black and white film works wonderfully, and the cinematography is beautiful. The editing was rather dignified, which is perfect for this film. Anthony Hopkins and John Hurt helm their characters with aplomb. An absolute must see that will mine tears out of the most phlegmatic of beings. Mercie beaucoup.
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