a little cameo

Can you believe that I got to thirty-one years of age with a love of movies and have never seen Breakfast at Tiffany’s?

I couldn’t believe it either, so much so that I always thought I HAD seen it, and just forgotten what happened.

This myth was shattered after catching a few glimpses of it as it played in the background at a friend’s place. The music sounded so familiar, I’ve heard it in so many other films, but I’d never seen it in the context of a big old taxi pulling up outside the grand New York Tiffany’s.

My announcement prompted my friend to make me watch it with her that afternoon.

Whilst it was nice and I somewhat enjoyed the scatter-brained Holly, it certainly didn’t make me reconsider my list of favourite films. I loved the song Moon River and of course the fashions in the film but I didn’t feel overly sentimental or romantic about it. In fact, dare I say it, I don’t think I need to see it again.

If that’s the case, what are the classics I should be adding to my ‘watched’ list?