Rewatched Aug 10, 2012
David Valkenet’s review:
Watching this through nostalgia-tinted glasses is a wonderful experience and one that could beat a cold and clinical objective viewing any time.
I unabashedly try to hold on to sentimentality and value earnestness and uncynical ideals. Therefore I am a strong believer that nostalgia is not necessarily a bad thing when watching films.
A film, any film, from the highest 'art' films to the basest low-brow comedies, uses symbols to try and elicit a response from the audience. There are the signals and the signified, for instance in the poster for Kubrick's Lolita Sue Lyon is sucking on a lollipop. But she's not really, is she? The lollipop is the signal that signifies something metaphoric.
Similarly (and maybe this is a stretch) there are scenes in Father of the Bride that signify the times in my childhood when I watched it. It reminds me of seeing it and laughing with my mum and dad, it reminds me of family, it reminds me of thinking about what the future would hold and a whole host of other things - some of which it did intent, and others that it did not.
However, even if it doesn't intent to make me think about these things and feel those emotions, it does. It does make me feel all that, and just like the art film that stumbles into something profound, so too do the nostalgic classics from one's childhood.
This may not be a great film, or even a good film, but it is one I will continue to watch throughout my life and laugh at, enjoy and cherish.