And the dreams that you dare to dream really do come true

Cleora 2022-12-26 18:15:09

What moved me the most was that at the end of the film, Judy sang a song about dreams. At the end, tears choked her throat. She couldn't sing any more, but the audience stood up and sang for her one by one. This should be the moment when her dream came true. She really felt the audience's love for her and her singing. I started to wonder if she really loved singing, if it was just making a living or being pushed by her manager, but then I knew that was what she loved, it was her dream. Every time she performs, she is anxious and nervous, probably because she takes this dream too seriously, and she is afraid that she is not doing well enough. I remember a scene where she said to the female agent (let's call it that, I forgot her name) what if I can't do it so well next time? She is always worried about whether she will not do well enough, and whether the audience will not like her performance, which may also be caused by the strong pressure of the agent when she was young. As for whether she really loves dreams, I think the plot: First, when she was young, her agent (forgot her name) asked her if she wanted to give up, and she was determined to keep going. The other is when she was standing in the audience watching other people's performances when she was young. She remembered that she was going to have dinner with the boy, but when she looked like a stage, she refused to go to dinner with her, and the last time she performed, she started Offstage, when she looked at the stage, her inner dream was ignited again, she wanted to sing for the last time!

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Judy quotes

  • Louis B. Mayer: Your name is Frances Gumm. You're a fat-ankled, snag-toothed rube from Grand Rapids. Your father was a faggot, and your mother only cares about what I think of you. Now do you remember who you are, Judy?

  • [first lines]

    Louis B. Mayer: What do you see beyond this wall? Picture it. You've got an imagination; go ahead. What I see is a small town in the Midwest. A handful of churches, somewhere for the farmers to get drunk together. Maybe a salon for their wives to do their hair on the holidays. I visit these places. These are the people who send us our profits. Who send us your wages. I make movies, Judy, but it's your job to give those people dreams. The economy is in the gutter, and they pay for you. And I'll tell you something else: In every one of those towns, believe me, there's a girl who's prettier than you. Maybe their nose is a little thinner at the bridge; they have better teeth than you; or they're taller, or slimmer. Only you have something none of those pretty girls can ever have. You know what that is?

    Young Judy: No, sir.

    Louis B. Mayer: You have that voice. It will maybe take you to Oz. Some place none of those pretty girls can ever go.

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