For Christmas I received an Audrey Hepburn collection that included Breakfast at Tiffany’s. I hadn’t seen this movie all the way through since the first time on the big screen and all I remembered about it was that in 1961 I thought George Peppard was about the cutest thing I had ever seen.
It’s a fairy tale about Holly Golightly, a free spirit determined to marry a millionaire and Paul, a struggling writer. There’s a happily ever after ending, which is necessary for make believe, though the telling of the story is dated in many ways. Paul declares his love for the flighty Holly, saying, “You belong to me.” To which she responds, “No one belongs to anyone.” They were a couple of decades apart in their thinking.
Mickey Rooney’s comedic protrayal as Holly’s Asian neighbor is way too politically incorrect for today’s climate. In fact, the movie’s director, Blake Edwards, apologizes for this inappropriate casting during the special features interviews.
This is a movie to just sit back and enjoy … the beautiful scenery in Manhattan and beautiful Audrey Hepburn and George Peppard. Don’t analyze the story too much. That’s the best way to enjoy a fairy tale.