Breakfast at Tiffany's is being re-released. Call it schmaltzy, call it untrue to the Capote's vision and be all righteously intellectual if you really feel the need to prove yourself. Follow in Emma Thompson and Time Out's footsteps and cluck and tut about how Miss Hepburn was woefully miscast in most movies but don't pretend you're not a little in love with the no name slob and her no name slob cat. She's as shiny as a Tiffany bracelet in Blake Edward's slightly bold tale of a rather naughty but naive socialite and you can't help but be drawn to her light. Hepburn, her modern vulnerability and tendency to eat very little and drink a lot and save zero money are timelessly charming.
I will be watching it at the Southbank BFI on a lazy sunday where it will be showing until the 3rd of February