It is a delusional feeling that the past is a reality that we live in a dream, and everything that happens on the screen is ... a projection of some moving images in front of a beam of light that are so painfully real that they just pierce the heart. You dive into them, you get drunk from them, you are erasing like a rubber - just a painted hero is left, and only your thoughts remain, your gaze, the pure consciousness that absorbs the image from the screen.

Yes. This is how Chaplin's absolutely brilliant masterpieces work. And if it sounds like sacrilege - "The Artist" shows me that it has the same qualities. Who in the 21st century will dare to make a dumb movie? Who will rely on black and white styling? Who is this crazy director who will wind up his actors literally back into the past to draw inspiration and revive those strange, close and great images we meet in "The Artist"? Well, as long as there are rhetorical questions - there are such people, they love provocations, they are not afraid of risks and here they have created one of the most discussed films of 2011. I can swear that Jean Dujardin 's smile has become his trademark and Michel Hazanavicius most exploits this fact. As early as 2006 and 2009, when he directs the two funny things in which Jean Dujardin is a seductive charisma of the collecting spy image, Hazanavicius allows his main character to cast a radiant charm - and in time he appears to have an asset he can use . The true fans of the Jean Dujardin would not miss a project, no matter how unusual, but come into the world of Artist, they will be fascinated.
Because it's natural, with a very familiar and yet intriguing storyline, because it's unexpected as a solution and like ... everything, and because it's ... real cinema. From that genre / kind that imperceptibly turns into a classic. If the association with "Singing in the Rain" occurs incidentally, then it's rejecting it as a signal and inaccurate. The star of the silent cinema George Valentin. Enjoys the adoration of his admirers until the day when "the speakers" films shift the focus of attention. It is at this point that one of his fans, who stood on the set as a stunt and succeeded in provoking the star's interest, received advice from him - "Be different and fight!" The time of glory passes inexorably after being forced to literally the whole life Valentin is ruined, desperate, frustrated by the world. His tireless admirer, herself on the stellar actor's gloom, puts her hand in the abyss for years, generations and stage experiences to save him from self-destruction with ... dance. The two come in with a synchronous, fascinating step in the sound recorder, and ... you wait for the final captions to expire because you do not want the movie to end.

And viewers earn a lot! Acting performances by Jean Dujardin and wife of director Bérénice Bejo are at the height of the presence that the viewers donated tens of years ago to the star of the silent cinema era. John Goodman has been entrusted with the role of the producer-maker, natural and charming, as he has always been, and the little dog-creature, who is an important partner on the screen and in Valentine's life, is remarkably clever, well-educated, and immaculate. Where do I find a flaw - in the refined lighting, in the exact image of the age and scene, in the costume details, the buckles, the hats, the steering wheels ...