The Wonderful World of the Brothers Grimm (1962) is on TCM. I have several plans for the evening, but one of them includes rewatching this movie. Due to its length, its genre is apparently "Epic."
Curiously, it's not one of my childhood imprints. I saw it once at summer camp at the Arlington Boys & Girls Club; I can remember almost nothing about the inset stories, but the frame stayed with me. One brother sticks rigorously to their scholarly commission, the other is always skiving off to collect folk stories. The climax of the movie finds him gravely ill and haunted in a fever dream by all the characters of the folktales no one has ever written down: they tell him he can't die now, because then in a hundred years no one will remember them. This would probably scare the daylights out of most people, but he's the sort of person who always expected to find himself in a Märchen one day, so he recovers. I have it kind of mentally filed with Danny Kaye's Hans Christian Andersen (1952) as a biographical fairytale. Years later, it turned out the fair-haired, practical brother was Karlheinz Böhm and the dark-haired, dreamy one was Laurence Harvey, long before I thought I discovered them with their very different work in Peeping Tom (1960) and The Manchurian Candidate (1962). They're a large part of the reason I want to see the movie again. Also the fact that the only one of the fairytales I can remember stars Buddy Hackett and I have no idea about the rest.
I should do some useful things first.
Curiously, it's not one of my childhood imprints. I saw it once at summer camp at the Arlington Boys & Girls Club; I can remember almost nothing about the inset stories, but the frame stayed with me. One brother sticks rigorously to their scholarly commission, the other is always skiving off to collect folk stories. The climax of the movie finds him gravely ill and haunted in a fever dream by all the characters of the folktales no one has ever written down: they tell him he can't die now, because then in a hundred years no one will remember them. This would probably scare the daylights out of most people, but he's the sort of person who always expected to find himself in a Märchen one day, so he recovers. I have it kind of mentally filed with Danny Kaye's Hans Christian Andersen (1952) as a biographical fairytale. Years later, it turned out the fair-haired, practical brother was Karlheinz Böhm and the dark-haired, dreamy one was Laurence Harvey, long before I thought I discovered them with their very different work in Peeping Tom (1960) and The Manchurian Candidate (1962). They're a large part of the reason I want to see the movie again. Also the fact that the only one of the fairytales I can remember stars Buddy Hackett and I have no idea about the rest.
I should do some useful things first.
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}