This movie has been one of my very favorites since I was a little kid. Based on the popular Broadway show (which is actually based on the real life happenings in the life of performerFanny Brice), the plot follows Fanny as she attempts to break into show business. Though she possesses an extraordinary voice, she is often overlooked because she does not “fit in” with other stars as far as looks are concernred. Fanny becomes determined to achieve success and prove all of those who might try to discourage her wrong.
WHY I ADMIRE THIS MOVIE/MUSICAL:
Who doesn’t love a good underdog story? If you’ve been reading my blog, you know that I am a Streisand fan. In my opinion, Barbra was such a great pick for Fanny because Fanny’s reality was Barbra’s reality. If I’ve heard ONE Streisand nose joke, I’ve heard one thousand of them. It is no secret that Barbra has received heavy criticism in regards to her appearance. With this is mind, Barbra had only one option: Be so good that people stop paying attention to my looks. Possess such the talent so that I can silence anyone who might dare criticize me. That’s exactly what she did. Say what you will about her looks, her politics, her social circles…but it is a irrefutable fact that she is talented. When the woman opens that mouth and starts to sing, people shut up and they listen. That, to me, is incredibly admirable and solidifies Streisand’s spot on my “list of reasons I admire FG.”
I also really enjoy the character development in the plot. Fanny begins as an unexperience child that is given a huge break all of a sudden and has no idea what to do with it. She makes mistakes and has to fix them, much like we all have to in real life.
I don’t think I will ever be able to watch the closing scene without crying. Fanny has just lost everything, but she makes the decision to get out on that stage and perform. When she starts to descend down that staircase I feel like high-fivng every woman in the world. When she soars on the second chorus’ “Alright”….. ugly crying. I get chills and the tears start rolling every. single. time.
That’s the kind of person I hope to become: I want to be the person who picks her head up and does what she knows that she must do without reserve. Will it be difficult? Incredibly so. Will I doubt in my ability in each second? Absolutely. But I’d do it anyway. I’d do it anyway because that’s what I owe to myself. At the end of the day, I owe it to myself to pick up the pieces and, no matter how shaky my grip, try to begin again.
Love and light to all! Happy Weekend! –EK