In a way, John Schlesinger’s ‘Midnight Cowboy’ (1969) is the perfect conclusion to this round of sixties movies. Schlesinger had previously directed three British films, but this was his first American film. It’s meticulously edited and stitched together for maximum effect and exceeds beyond just an average film.
‘Breakfast at Tiffany’s’ exposes the shallowness of riches, and what wealth does to a person.
The kinetic energy of the show, where the audience mainly consisted of high school students, was the result of the heart-pounding intensity between the performers and the crowd.
The style is unique, particularly with how the action scenes are captured.
Perhaps the most astonishing aspect of The Trip is the color grain. The opening shots of Sally Groves (Susan Strasberg) walking across the horizon of the baby-blue ocean in her pink suit amplify the sensational reaction to the screen. These colors never truly fade from being vibrant; even during Paul’s decent to the underworld.
Harper seems to be withdrawn from the life that he, and everyone else, lives. Frames consist of long, deep focus shots, almost as if the viewer is looking down a narrow corridor. Conrad Hall’s cinematography has an aesthetic of tangibility.
Fluid, hand-held camera work by Gilbert Taylor forces the viewer into the position of the band members. The claustrophobia of a brigade of fans always encroaching upon their life is tiresome, and nonetheless frightening