All the films from all the editions, including those subsequently removed, presently totalling 1167. An easy way of seeing how…
Movie-wise, there has never been anything like it - laugh-wise, love-wise, or otherwise-wise
Bud Baxter is a minor clerk in a huge New York insurance company, until he discovers a quick way to climb the corporate ladder. He lends out his apartment to the executives as a place to take their mistresses. Although he often has to deal with the aftermath of their visits, one night he's left with a major problem to solve.
Sweet, tender, hilarious & heartwarming, The Apartment is a wonderful amalgamation of romance, comedy & drama that's very entertaining from start to finish and subtly deals with the themes of adultery & infidelity by encapsulating its then-controversial subjects with excellent use of wit and remains one of Billy Wilder's best known films.
The story of The Apartment concerns a mild-mannered insurance company worker named C.C. Baxter who tries to climb the corporate ladder by letting the company executives use his apartment for their various liaisons. The plot covers the complications that arises when the company's director also asks Baxter to add him to the list.
Gleefully directed by Billy Wilder & deftly scripted too, the film approaches its subject matter in a very light-hearted…
1960's "The Apartment," directed by Billy Wilder, is a romantic comedy built on a foundation of ambition, deceit, and cynicism. Those elements are played to their most whimsical, however, only tempering the film's vast charm with a touch of real-world melancholy. Wilder's comedy may have a jovial exterior, but the qualities lurking just under that fizzy surface are what makes "The Apartment" great.
Wilder's protagonist is C.C. Baxter. Played with hangdog enthusiasm by Jack Lemon, Baxter loans out his apartment to the bigwigs at his insurance firm as a place to take their mistresses, girlfriends, and anyone else they need to keep from the eyes of decorum. Wilder plays this for laughs, Baxter seeing it as way to get ahead…
Part of the Buddy the Elf Challenge.
Too quirky and sensitive to be the average types, C.C. Baxter is the nice guy no one notices and Fran Kubelik is the beautiful girl everyone notices, yet they are both equally disconnected from the single-minded people they are surrounded by. To their peers, Baxter is no more than a key under a mat and Miss Kubelik is the eye-candy used to keep employees attentive, but to each other and to us, they become so much more.
Watching Jack Lemmon is a delightful experience. He's like a puppy begging to be picked up and squeezed. The nuances in his performance, the way he makes something as mundane as eating a TV dinner or…
When you're in love with a married man, you shouldn't wear mascara.
There is an air of melancholy in The Apartment that is instantly familiar to anybody who lives on the outside looking in. You're surrounded by perfectly nice people, you've got a job and you're doing pretty well for yourself, but then the holidays roll around and you realize you haven't got anybody to curl up beside and watch a Christmas movie with. But you shrug and go on with life anyway. C'est la vie, buddy.
This ever-present problem is further exacerbated for Bud Baxter because he can't even go to his own home during the holidays. He trades the key to his apartment for undeserved promotions at his…
"Like old times: same booth, same song... same sauce, sweet and sour."
You lot sure picked some truly great films for me to watch this week. It's difficult to review classics like this in succession. For instance, The Apartment has in my opinion a 100% perfect, flawless screenplay. The plot progression, the emotional flow, the consistent energy level, it's all executed without faltering. It reminds me of 12 Angry Men in that it's brought to the screen with a clarity of vision and purpose only rarely achieved. And of course bringing this vision to life is the enviable triad of Jack Lemmon, Shirley MacLaine, and Fred MacMurray, all of whom…
It's nice to find someone who shares your particular type of loneliness. These kind of love stories are my favorite; they remind me of this YA book I read once (Walk Two Moons) where a class is given the assignment to draw their souls, and two students (wait for it) draw the exact same thing. Bud doesn't really understand Fran at first, but in the teeming sameness of Consolidated Life, they stand out to one another. They seem to be made of the same stuff.
If we remade this today, Bud would probably be shopping for a junior executive fedora and they would lay on the nice guy horn so hard, several area babies would be deafened. Part of the…
(This is a little long-winded and it isn’t even a real review, so bear with me!!! :))
For a while I’ve felt that my opinions of films have the most in common with those of the late Roger Ebert. I don’t know what it is. Often I’ll have watched a movie and danced off to read his review and found that he’ll have articulated many of the things I was thinking, but ten times more eloquently than I ever might have – this has often occurred to my immense annoyance, because I’ll have had an idea for a review that I thought was original and then find I’d unknowingly stolen it! I have often found we share “unpopular” opinions about…
"Who's Buddy Boy?"
Taking a deep look into the double standard of the Sixties, this movie really never lets up. Jack Lemmon is on top of his game here and Billy Wilder tip-toes the line of humor, loneliness, sadness, and romance with expert skill. Seriously, the tone of this movie is all over the place but it never feels that way.
The movie gets big laughs in really simple way. Halfway through the movie, any time anyone says "Buddy Boy" I cracked a grin. Whenever people said anything-wise, I found it delightful, laugh-wise. But when the screenplay decides to take a turn down to emotion, the characters and direction follow suit. It's a masterclass in balance, and in great, memorable characters.
Just the best. The Apartment moves with an aloofness and sense of humor that makes its two hour running time feel like it goes by in the blink of an eye, but what sets The Apartment apart from the rest of the crowd is that underneath everything, there's a real darkness that the film doesn't ever negate. These are characters who despite their constant quips, are just about the furthest thing from okay (MacLaine in particular comes to mind, in an incredible performances that's as charming as it is heartbreaking).
Lemmon's never been better than he is here, and the way that he tackles Baxter, less straight ignorance than a genuine naivety, allows the film to never devolve into anything other than a work of outright compassion and basic humanity.
Is there any such thing as a perfect film? Maybe, but probably not. With The Apartment though, I can't think of a single frame that I'd change.
I'd like to spell it out for you... only I can't spell.
This review reportedly contains spoilers. I can handle the truth.
It’s always interesting to see an old movie that has seemingly more progressive ideas than what’s being made today. If a movie was made today about a woman involved with a married man who’s also her boss, she’d be more than likely portrayed as some emotionally broken shell, dealing with issues and demons through sex. She’d also probably be seen as some variety of damaged goods by the movie’s good guy protagonist. That same protagonist would later be seen as a hero once he learned how to look past it. But more than half a century ago, Billy Wilder made a surprisingly open minded and objective movie about all of that stuff with The Apartment.
I must've been a lunatic for not liking this movie the first time I watched it.
Granted, I did see it this time on a massive screen with a beautifully scratchy 35mm print, so this was the better scenario than my couch on television.
Mr. Sheldrake is still frustrating and I hate him, but it's a great time, movie-wise.
A man tries to rise in his company by letting its executives use his apartment for trysts, but complications and a romance of his own ensue.
I had a lot of fun with The Apartment, the script is really good at times and watching Jack Lemmon getting caught up in things out of his control has an inherent enjoyment. All three main actors are pretty good in their respective roles. The cinematography is great with the b&w widescreen giving it a classic look.
A few things watching it now do age the film, the moment where the doctor slaps McClaine is funny due to how you would never do it in a film these days. That pales in comparison to…
Such a beautifully timeless, rare gem of a film.
Shirley MacLaine is absolutely everything.