All the films from all the editions, including those subsequently removed, presently totalling 1167. 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…
"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.
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…
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…
I guess I'm wrong about this one. I've seen it twice and don't see what all the fuss is about. There are a handful of great scenes from Peter Finch's monologues, Ned Beatty's intervention, and Duvall/Dunaway's staff meetings. However, most of the running time is devoted to other plot lines (an affair and radical reality show), which don't work for me. Part of the problem is that the message about media politics and exploitation probably felt fresh in 1976. They are still relevant in 2015, but tritely familiar.
“This tube is the gospel, the ultimate revelation; this tube can make or break presidents, popes, prime ministers; this tube is the most awesome goddamn propaganda force in the whole godless world, and woe is us if it ever falls into the hands of the wrong people.”
This slow burner really snuck up on me and dug it’s claws into my heart. Four decades have passed since Network came out but this script hasn’t aged a day; every speech, every rant of the madman Beale is just as prevalent today as it was then. It makes you mad as hell.
You know this started good and then I don't know what happened.
IT'S A BIG, FAT, BIG-TITTED HIT!
Excellent slow burner where TV execs decide to take on a mentality unstable man that has a breakdown on air and causes ratings to go through the roof. Slowly, they drag him into a pit of despair and the film focuses on four characters in various states of temptation to the corporate and TV ladder. Do they all get sucked into the corporate wheel and continue to go for shock value to make more money? And if they do how can they live with themselves for being so awful at work? It's a fascinating film, very well acted and shows how media manipulates people and makes the makers numb in the process.
Drinking Game: "I'm not gonna take it anymore!!!"
Bottom Line: Masterclass of acting and satire.
Brilliant satire of the American news industry. It deserves all the praise it gets. One of my new favorite movies.
Prescient, sure. But also rancidly smug and appallingly overacted/written.
“Good evening. Today is Wednesday, September the 24th, and this is my last broadcast. Yesterday I announced on this program that I was going to commit public suicide, admittedly an act of madness. Well, I’ll tell you what happened: I just ran out of bullshit. I just ran out of bullshit.” – Howard Beale
We’re kind of used to the idea of TV as being some kind of malign force; a seductive demon crouched in the corner of the room softening the brain with sweet nothings like a psychic incubus. We hear innumerable accusations of dumbing down – ‘chewing gum for the eyes’, to quote the incomparable Father Ted.
A film like Network now looks incredibly prophetic, with Peter Finch’s…