Savoring 'Breakfast at Tiffany's'

During Blake Edwards' "Breakfast at Tiffany's" (1961) at the Fox the other night, I was struck by several details while performing my projection chores and, fate determined, munching Cracker Jack a la co-star Buddy Ebsen. The production encompasses a surprising array of personal pleasures: a favorite movie poster, moment, song, director, actress, and actor.

Although I've seen the romantic comedy on numerous television occasions, my Fox viewing was the first 35mm revisit since I was nine. I've long recognized Audrey Hepburn's remarkable, classic beauty, but the added jolt of her two-story high head on the theatre's large screen revealed even greater charms. In a film nearly one-half century of age, this lady looked as fresh and stylish as today, although the motion picture itself is firmly rooted in Kennedy-era hip, baby.

Below are several excerpts from "Breakfast at Tiffany's." Tops among them is the opening main title sequence, so simple and elegant and lovely and perfection. There's not much in cinema that fills me with warmth like the few minutes of the statuesque, bedazzling Miss Hepburn strolling up and peering into the famed jewelry store's windows on an early, peaceful New York morn, as the lush strains of Mercer and Mancini's "Moon River" enter our consciousness.

And she pecks a pastry.

I get tingly and contemplate puddles.

Next, I've posted sweet Audrey crooning that signature tune, written specifically for her, followed by the original "Breakfast at Tiffany's" theatrical trailer, curiously absent of "Moon River."

Oh, and that favorite actor of mine?

Kudos and kibble to Cat -- all nine of him, baby.

"Breakfast at Tiffany's" Main Title via YouTube