Boulevard der Dämmerung

Boulevard der Dämmerung ist einer dieser Filme, die ich immer wieder neu bewerten muss, weil zu viele Leute versuchen, ihn umzudeuten und seine Prämisse zu vergewaltigen. Ich würde empfehlen, sich mehr mit der Karriere von Gloria Swanson zu befassen, denn ohne sie hat man keine Chance, dieses Stück von Wilder zu verstehen, auch wenn Sie vielleicht bis Ultimo versuchen werden, die Geschichte nach dem eigenen Geschmack zu analysieren. (25.01.2017)

Eigentlich ist es kein großes Kompliment, wenn man (z. B.) Hollywood als Traumfabrik bezeichnet. Wenn dank ihm die Zuschauer*innen träumen können, ist es gut. Wenn aber seinetwegen die Stars träumen MÜSSEN, ist es nicht mehr so gut. Sunset Boulevard - Boulevard der Dämmerung zeigt diese Vergänglichkeit auf eine sehr überzeugende Art und Weise, er gibt sie unbarmherzig weiter und hat ständig was zu erzählen. Über die kleine Rolle von Buster Keaton (er hat ein Wort gesagt, aber dafür zweimal!) habe ich mich gefreut, von Gloria Swanson, William Holden und Erich von Stroheim war ich begeistert. (08.05.2016)

By watching Sunset Boulevard I have taken another necessary step towards the dream moment when I can finally call myself a full-fledged movie buff. It’s a concept that has remained practically unchanged over time and that we do not necessarily have to look at as a creation that has been obediently flattened according to the requirements of its era, and especially Hollywood. This, on the contrary, is a film that to a certain extent contradicts conventions, and by criticising them in a very innovative and striking way ("caustically" from the distributor's blurb is quite apt), it sends a quite clear message to future generations of filmmakers: I’m still here and you will not get rid of me. :) A beautiful Nancy Olson, a convincingly bleak Gloria Swanson, a charismatic Holden, and excellent direction by one of the greatest filmmakers of the 20th century. In other words, satisfaction. 90% (02.03.2014)

My experience with Double Indemnity taught me that in the case of Wilder's films, it is not important what, but how. The storyline is simple, so there is no need to worry about spoilers in this case. In the first shot, you will see a dead man who will immediately start narrating from the position of the storyteller, describing how he got the bullets in his body. After fifteen minutes, the motive becomes clear even to the keen observer. It doesn't make sense to classify the movie as a crime genre; it is rather a psychological drama in a noir implementation, a study of the gradual psychological self-destruction of a person who voluntarily isolated themselves from society and lives in self-delusion. He created an illusion that costs him more and more mental strength to maintain and distorts his character. Wilder focuses on the atmosphere, and the inevitable decay of the characters is similar to the deterioration of a luxurious mansion once teeming with life, now as useless as the life of its owner. The pompousness of the props, covered in dust without use, only underlines the hopelessness of the position of a movie star who tries in vain to stop time. Practically all characters are somehow connected to the world of cinema, and Wilder, with his perfect knowledge of the environment, describes the ruthless machinery of the film industry, where only a few succeed in fierce competition, and their time in the limelight is painfully short. The heart of the movie is not the protagonist - the narrator, but Norma, a half-forgotten diva of the silent film era, gifted with repulsive self-centeredness, affected and increasingly dangerous due to her obsession to regain lost fame. In that microcosm of the luxurious villa, she can still play the role of a star, even though she has only one devoted fan left. The real world outside of this enclave is indifferent to her, and anyone who tries to open her eyes is an enemy. The icy queen unknowingly, but relentlessly, prepares for her final role. Wilder directed this film inventively, with precision, sensitivity, and thoughtfulness, which rightfully made him one of the legends of the genre and even the world of film of that era. Overall impression: 90%. (27.02.2013)

Any attempt to set standards for the quality of the screenplay or directorial creativity is inappropriate in the case of this film. Sunset Blvd. must not be perceived with your brain, but rather your heart. The dense veil of fog, impenetrable to the eyes of an ordinary mortal, was torn to pieces by Billy Wilder within a hundred minutes, revealing the naked face of Hollywood glamour personified by an aging actress who, despite having surpassed her own prime by thirty years, continues to build her own dreams. Her lifestyle level, depicted by the kitschy house from the early architectural modernism of the 1920s, intersects with the simplicity of a prototypically unsuccessful screenwriter, of whom there were plenty even during the director's times. His final work thus resembles a masterfully composed image of a social-artistic-generational confrontation, from which no one can emerge as victorious majestically achieving their goal, strongly supported by brilliantly performed acting. It is a unique artistic experience that occasionally (un)pleasantly sends shivers down the spine and a perfect demonstration of how much "beauty" a genre like dark noir can hide within itself. (03.10.2005)