All the films from all the editions, including those subsequently removed, presently totalling 1177. An easy way of seeing how…
Not since the dawn of time has America experienced a man like Howard Beale!
A TV network cynically exploits a deranged ex-TV anchor's ravings and revelations about the media for their own profit.
"Don't fuck with my distribution costs!"
Much, much funnier than expected. Not only a biting satire (or 'reportage' as Lumet himself preferred, since all but one of the situations depicted had already occurred by the time of filming, according to him), but also an absurdist comedy, made more surreal by the fantastically cascading situations that the characters merely flow with, instead of trying to stop - in that way it is very Strangelove-esque (although a little less reserved in overt satire). Lumet proves again he is an actors' director, and not a single performance disappoints, with personal preference to Ned Beatty's brief, satanic cameo as the network's potential new CEO.
Thanks to the quality of performances, the fact that the…
A hysterical, satirical & critical take on the TV news & show business plus the extent to which it can stoop in its pursuit of higher ratings & profits, Network is a brilliantly crafted, crazily narrated & outrageously performed cinema that makes a biting statement against the undeniable power of television & the effect it can have on the masses.
The story of Network concerns a TV news veteran who's about to lose his job due to the declining ratings of his show & announces on air that he'll commit suicide on the next week's broadcast, which causes a spike in network's ratings. Seeing a potential profit in this, the executives decide to exploit his enraged persona which in the long run affects the fortunes of…
"There is no America. There is no democracy. There is only IBM, and ITT, and AT&T, and DuPont, Dow, Union Carbide, and Exxon."
This film is 40 years old, and the above quote rings just as true today as it did back then. It is scary how pertinent this scarily-prescient film still feels today.
I trust your taste here on Letterboxd so much that I'll pop in a film just because one of you recommended it to me. I have no idea how this ended up on my watchlist... it could've been a really great review or maybe someone just told me to watch it. Whatever the reason, you changed my life! THANK YOU!!! Network is an instant favorite, one that had me so riled up I needed a drink to calm me down after. (Okay, that happens a lot, but still…)
I experienced temporary amnesia brought on by cinematic brilliance right after this one, so I don't have a lot to say other than it thrilled and impressed me and I can't wait to watch it again! I bought it on blu-ray right away, so there will be many rewatches to come.
Teaser for my next review: I go in depth about how I think Paddy Chayefsky and Sidney Lumet were time travelers.
I'M AS MAD AS HELL AND....well, let's be honest, I'm probably going to keep on taking it :(
If ever I wanted to put forward a theory that Sidney Lumet was some kind of pre-programmed filmmaking genius automaton then I think Network would be the film that I would use as the centrepiece of the presentation of my evidence.
That's off the back of this, my only viewing as well. Certainly, there is plenty of other evidence that I can use but I think previously that Fail-Safe would have been the centrepiece of my evidence - even despite the fact that it is not my favourite Lumet film. That would be The Offence.
The odd thing is that I would…
It’s hard to believe, given our current state of affairs with the evening news being a profit center for the networks (as well a prime instrument for spewing propaganda), but once upon a time the actual news was reported – not one person’s opinion or spinning the content to suit your political agenda – just the news, period.
So, take yourself back to 1976… where Walter Cronkite and Dan Rather told the news and the mighty three networks were of the mindset that they were doing a public service by reporting the news – knowing that the news division was a money loser for the corporations.
OK, so you’ve got that picture in your mind…. And along comes this very…
The satire in this film still makes it hold up amazingly, and even the romance bits worked pretty well on this rewatch, thanks to the odd, exaggerated way they were told. I gotta say though, for someone who's sorta aspiring to make a contribution to TV, this was quite something to watch. Great film, nevertheless.
Yo. This movie is hot fire. It's like Nightcrawler if Nightcrawler didn't suck ass. Peep it. Word.
Still frighteningly relevant. Replace 'TV generation' with 'Internet generation'.
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In my review of SUNSET BLVD, I mentioned that such a merciless and biting portrait of Hollywood was the direct result of the post-war cynicism of its era. NETWORK is the SUNSET BLVD of the following generation (William Holden appearing in both films being the most obvious connection) and is equally a product of the post-Vietnam, Watergate, economic crisis of its own era. In some ways, NETWORK is the film that most defines American society in the 1970's.
NETWORK is a fantastic screenplay that shows news anchor Howard Beale (Peter Finch) have a breakdown that eventually sees him as a TV guru. Many previous critics have written that Beale simply goes insane, but I think this is a simplistic view…
This isn't satire, this is reality.
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Maybe one day I’ll adore this film and throw five stars at it but for now it only stays in ‘very good’ territory. I do adore those final 10-15 minutes though. Let’s be honest, would it really surprise you to hear that real life TV execs had discussed assassinating an employee for ratings nowadays? It’s such an incredibly blunt discussion too, as if Howard Beale is not a person but a character and they’re pondering how to end his story arc. And then following the assassination itself, Beale’s bloody carcass appears on other TV stations as ads for products like Coke and airlines transmit at the same time. Because that’s all that Beale’s death is - an advertisement. An advertisement…
Great satire, marvellous antihero.
But also kind of boring sometimes.
i'm kind of in love with diana christensen
This is what happens when your car breaks down on a Sunday morning and you have nothing else to do…