“Hey miss Desmond! Miss Desmond!”, (calls out a voice from up the scaffolding), “It’s me! The hog-eye!”.
“Hello hog-eye”, (Norma acknowledges him)
“Let’s get a good look at you”
Hog-eye shifts the spotlight on to Norma as she sits majestically on her chair bathed in the brightest of lights.
People instantly take notice and huddle around her.
“Norma Desmond! Oh my!”
“Norma Desmond! Why, I thought she was dead!”
“Hog-eye, turn that light back to where it belongs” (says the director)
They immediately become distracted and leave when the spotlight turns away.
The scene above mirrors the transient nature of fame, its fickleness. As long as the spotlight is on the star, we love them and adore them. But the minute it shifts, and the shine fades, so do we. And move on to a newer, brighter one.
Billy Wilder’s iconic film “Sunset Boulevard" presents a poignant portrayal of the temporary nature of fame, the destructive power of celebrity culture and the heavy toll these can take on those that have previously thrived in its glory.
Once a radiant silent-screen star, Norma Desmond (Gloria Swanson), lives as a relic of the past, forgotten and left behind by the ever-changing tides of fame. Completely oblivious to her irrelevance, we find her clinging desperately to her fading grandeur - writing a screenplay she believes will resurrect her stardom and trying out extreme beauty treatments to somehow hold on to her youth. To sustain this delusion, Norma takes the help of a struggling screenwriter named Joe (William Holden) who crafts the screenplay while also providing the company the lonely woman craves. Meanwhile, Max, Norma's loyal butler, continues to pen fabricated fan letters ensuring that her belief in her enduring fame remains intact. His unwavering obsession with Norma drives him to continue feeding her illusions, thus shielding her from the harsh realities of her decline. We, as viewers, basically are at the center of witnessing an aging artist’s slow yet haunting descent into madness.
“All right, Mr. DeMille, I’m ready for my close-up.” Norma, dressed in a glamorous outfit, descends the staircase.
The moment she's been waiting for has finally arrived- all eyes are on her.
Cameras surround her. But no, they’re not there for a close-up. They are newsreel cameras. Why? Norma has just murdered the man who dared to reveal to her the truth about the whole charade. The cameras that once celebrated her are now capturing the dark and tragic truth of her actions and the very ‘close-up’ she desired is exposing her deepest secrets.
The film’s plot is as relevant today as it was 7 decades ago on its release. And it shall remain so, as long as there persists the cyclical pattern of an old star fading away and a new one emerging.
This is the only film in your blog that I have seen. This Billy Wilder masterpiece is one of my favourite films, and I like your concise comments. However, IMO, they are a bit too concise. There are 4 real-life movie careers that were coming to and end around this time, and all 4 of them had roles in this movie.
Gloria Swanson was a huge star in the silent and pre WWII eras, but her star was waning, and it was really courageous of her to accept the role of Norma Desmond. Her performance was truly indelible, and has been justly celebrated.
Let's spend a little time on her butler, Max von Mayerling, played by Erich von Stroheim. One…
my favourite movie❣️loved your blog
Really impressed by how you highlighted the movie's commentary on celebrity culture. Fantastic blog!
You seem to have wonderfully captured the essence of the film. Well done 👏
such a good review !! what a legendary film !!