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Broken Blossoms is an American silent film from director D. W. Griffith. This melodrama tells the love story of an abused English woman and a Chinese Buddhist in a time when London was a brutal and harsh place to live.
The loneliest movie there ever was.
Decades Project: 1/1 of the 10's
Wow. Ouch. Wowch.
One of the chief problems with silent films for me is their ability to connect on an emotional level, and boy does Broken Blossoms ever connect. Its story about an innocent young girl and a lonely Chinese immigrant oppressed and forgotten by the world around them is something which hits more than a few resonant notes with anyone who's ever felt like an outsider. Neither character has a place in society, but when they meet a space is magically opened up where they not only coexist as a pair but where they can finally exist as individuals.
You might expect a film adaptation of a story called The Chink and the Child made by Birth of a Nation director D.W. Griffith to be, well, not exactly racially sensitive. And, true, the character of Cheng Huan is played by westerner Richard Barthelmess, who squints his eyes to achieve an oriental look. But, if anything, Broken Blossoms is about tolerance, and in particular racial tolerance, it being the story of two ethnically different star-crossed lovers, whose flowering affections are cruelly thwarted by a racist brute.
Lillian Gish is phenomenal. Her character, Lucy, may never be anything more than a victim in the story, but Gish, with her tremulous, haunted fragility, is magnetic. There is one particular scene where Lucy…
Except for the creepy pedophilic overtones and casual racism, this is a straightforward melodrama. It's neither great nor terrible.
Poor, sad little girl. I am not sure I have ever seen terror portrayed so convincingly as the closet scene. And the way she acts with her eyes and uses her fingers to force a smile - brilliant.
I think this Lillian Gish might have a future in the flickers.
As much a reaction to BIRTH as INTOLERANCE, with a racially flipped climax that suggests the average white woman has more to fear from a drunken, single-minded relative than a minority. Smaller in scale than Griffith's other features to that point, but no less intricate in its technical and emotional mastery. Maybe even my favorite of his features so far.
The loneliest movie there ever was.
A nice way to resume this movie might be: "This movie is about two broken people who find happiness in love." But what is disguised as a love story is actually a tale of two young adults faced with disillusion.
"What makes you so good to me, Chinky?"
You would think such an exchange of crudeness would ruin a film, especially one from a director notorious for making one of the most un-apologetically racist pictures in cinema history, but strangely it fails to do so. It is easy to excuse it as a product of its time, because the message the movies tells transcends the employment of a derogatory language. Instead, it is a mere blemish on an otherwise beautiful film that demonstrates the growth of the director, D.W. Griffith. Not only does he expand upon his ability to tell a compelling narrative through cinematic means, but I believe there was a definite maturation of character as well.…
A story of how the violence of the ring transfers at home into hate, abuse and selfdestruction.
A beautiful gut wrenching love story as a whole. Lillian Gish gives an emotionally tortured performance that will break your heart. Seeing the author of many techniques we have used over the last hundred years in cinema is quite a treat in and of itself. From cross cut editing to the use of color filters and music to heighten mood or capture emotions. It says a lot at how engrossed I was with a story that at surface level didn't sound very interesting. But once given a chance found quite powerful. I really wanted to take a beating to the abusive father. My only gripes are the occasional misused color schemes that don't match the emotional beats being targeted. And our hero who is supposed to be Chinese just looked like a dressed up sleepy Caucasian. But that's being nit picky as this is a must see for any true student or lover of film
Broken Blossoms is a 1919 silent film by D.W. Griffith, one of the greatest early filmmakers better known for his epic films like Intolerance and Birth of a Nation.
It's a tragic tell of a young Chinese man who journeys to America to spread the teachings of the Buddha but ends up broken and addicted to opium, and a 15 year old girl raised alone by her abusive father in turn of the century New York.
The young man admires her beauty in an almost religious manner, and when she ends up in his shop after a brutal beating takes her in and treats her like a princess allowing for a brief moment of happiness for the two of them…
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