After the death of a
prominent senator, a corrupt political machine appoints small-town patriot
Jefferson Smith to replace him in Washington. Naïve and idealistic Smith
introduces a bill that unknowingly interferes with his employers’ plans for
personal gain and the machine’s gears begin to break down as Smith stands
before the senate and appeals to the patriotic boy that still sits somewhere
within the hearts of corrupt men.
A modern David and Goliath story if ever
there was one, Frank Capra’s brutal political drama is a work of cinematic
majesty and mastery using the medium in such a beautiful way to depict the
thriving American ideals like freedom and liberty in a modern world that is
increasingly becoming more cynical and corrupt. Between its exquisite shot
composition, dramatic soundtrack, and captivating performances, Mr. Smith Goes to Washington is a true
classic that stands the test of time in the absolute best way: decades later it
still holds great relevance and still manages to invoke emotional responses. I
laughed, cried, I questioned the ethics and morals; I went through the
emotional ringer with this film and loved every minute of it!
Whilst drama as a
collective genre is always captivating, there is something particularly
intriguing about courthouse and political dramas. Something about the levels of
power being depicted through wonderful camera angles and mise-en-scene is
exciting and electric and Capra does it wonderfully well.
The makeup of every
scene is flawless and camera angles used within the senate are particularly
memorable because they both group and segregate the characters in their
statuses. Wide shots, mid shots, and close ups with unfocused characters
sitting up at the desk or in the gantry create this wonderful complex of status
and power and the way all the shots are balanced and strung together
beautifully illustrates how those levels can shift within a moment. Capra’s
attention to how the camera can show characters really is used to the utmost
perfection: each scene in that senate is rich and complex and just admirable.
Of course, the film is all about power and status: the question of who controls
whom and is a man really free. The David vs. Goliath, one man against the world
story is highlighted by the brutality that takes place outside of the senate.
Whilst Smith delivers empowering monologues peppered with great bouts of
humour, the really dramatic stuff is happening out in the streets and Capra
does not shy away from depicting just how brutal authoritative forces can be. We
see men running boys off the roads, forcing them into wrecks, we see police hosing
down protesters, and we see our hero being mercilessly crucified in the press.
The scope of the devastation and drama is epic and it makes the ending all the
more moving because, whilst the themes of the film are recognisable and all
that, at no point are they clichéd.
And then we have the performance of the
hero. James Stewart as Jefferson Smith is perfect and he delivers a performance
that is really moving. The transformation that he goes through is incredible,
beginning the film wide-eyed and ‘wet behind the ears’ his exposure to politics
in Washington physically reduces him to the hoarse, unkempt man at the end who
can barely stand. Throughout the film Stewart works really as the all rounder,
sparking the tears during the dramatic scenes and then providing refreshing
bouts of sincere comedy to pick us back up again. He’s wonderful.
Starring Jean
Arthur, Claude Rains, Edward Arnold, Guy Kibbee, Thomas Mitchell, Eugene Pallette,
Beulah Bondi. H. B. Warner, Harry Carey, Astrid Allwyn, Ruth Donnelly, Grant
Mitchell, Porter Hall, and Pierre Watkin, Mr.
Smith Goes to Washington is a wonder. It’s a true classic of cinema filled
with a loveable hero, beautiful character arcs, drama, conspiracy,
backstabbing, violence, romance, and comedy. In a word it’s breathtaking in the
true sense of the word; like when the wind is knocked from you by one powerful
punch. That is this film!
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