SummaryIn rural Georgia during the first half of the 20th century, Celie (Whoopi Goldberg) is married off to an abusive man (Danny Glover) after becoming pregnant by her own father. Based on Alice Walker's Pulitzer Prize-winning novel.
SummaryIn rural Georgia during the first half of the 20th century, Celie (Whoopi Goldberg) is married off to an abusive man (Danny Glover) after becoming pregnant by her own father. Based on Alice Walker's Pulitzer Prize-winning novel.
The affirmation at the end of the film is so joyous that this is one of the few movies in a long time that inspires tears of happiness, and earns them. The Color Purple is the year's best film.
The Color Purple is really something that you will never expected to be directed by Steven Spielberg, yes, the guy who directed Jaws, ET, and Indiana Jones, the result? Incredible, with Whoopi Goldberg amazing perfomance, Oprah Winfrey outstanding debut perfomance, The Color Purple really mixed my feeling with all the sadness and happiness that really work for me, The Color Purple is really a big new game by Steven Spielberg, i highly recommended.
Spielberg lacks his usual intuitive affinity for his story material; consequently the film is a bit clunky at times. There are some unfortunate slapstick comic relief sequences and a few of the characterizations are also much too broad and cartoonish.
There are some great scenes and great performances in The Color Purple, but it is not a great film. Steven Spielberg’s turn at ‘serious’ filmmaking is marred in more than one place by overblown production that threatens to drown in its own emotions. But the characters created in Alice Walker’s novel are so vivid that even this doesn’t kill them off and there is still much to applaud (and cry about) here.
Some parts of it are rapturous and stirring, others hugely improbable, and the film moves unpredictably from one mode to another. From another director, this might be fatally confusing, but Mr. Spielberg's showmanship is still with him. Although the combination of his sensibilities and Miss Walker's amounts to a colossal mismatch, Mr. Spielberg's ''Color Purple'' manages to have momentum, warmth and staying power all the same.
What's wrong with The Color Purple - and nothing that's wrong with it keeps it from being a joy to watch - is what you'd expect of Spielberg: he chews on Alice Walker's hard edges until they're gummy. [21 Dec 1985]
This time out, Spielberg has chosen to put an antic disposition on, and with the single exception of casting, his almost every decision has been disastrous. He has prettified or coarsened; he has made comic scenes broadly slapstick and tiptoed over the story's crucial relationship. The result, alas, is the film purpled.
The Color Purple is probably one of the most poignant and amazing films of Steven Spielberg's career. I am still surprised Whoopi Goldberg didn't win the Oscar as her portrayal of Celie is beautiful, deep and heartbreaking.
By now, you shouldn't even check your watch or wallet or anything, it always will be a Spielberg classic.
The Color Purple
Spielberg is a kind of filmmaker you can invest on for a longer period. And I don't just mean it because he makes these long films. But because he can blend into any genre instantly. And it is not that he just qualifies for that project. He excels it. His durability is a dangerous skill that he carries so effortlessly. And usually the director Steven Spielberg is famous for working with props. And I was looking forward to this drama. And see how he binds this thick script with various personified objects. But there isn't any. This disappointment is the best thing that happened to me. And to even the film.
This is not your Spielberg film anymore. I think this is more Sergio Leone-isc. The faces are captured. Well, to be precise the emotions are captured. Call it a tensed phase of the film where you see a sweating face or call it an engaging phase where the eyes turn red and insults empower the rage or my personal favourite, a face whispering a peace sign when it was supposed to scream war. These close up shots is what's decided by the director and is then, these decisions that sweetens the bitter pill.
For no one is more present then Spielberg, himself on the set. He makes sure that you are there for that action. No matter how mundane an activity is. No matter if it is just shaving. The Color Purple isn't painted bright by that intense background score or the sheer hatred that ignites the friction between two characters, it is those kids mimicking the actual activity, the shaving, with a leaf as their replica. Something so innocent, scientific and magical can only be present in Spielberg's house. You better warm up, you have to stay for decades here.
Easily one of the worst spielberg movies. It looks like a film aimed at extorting the easy tear of the average low-level viewer. The film that would mean a lot actually says very little. One of those films that you could easily remove from spielberg's filmography without it losing quality.