The Pink Panther (1963): An Appreciation
When I first saw The Pink Panther, it was the 2006 Steve Martin version, which I'll admit is still kind of a guilty pleasure even though it has practically nothing to do with the 1963 film. When I saw the original, I was... underwhelmed. The second viewing, however, proved to be more successful. My mom would comment about how Peter Sellers did comedy that hardly anyone does anymore and because of that, I forced myself to pay more attention. By my third screening, it was clear to me: I love The Pink Panther and it deserves every bit of praise it can get.
If you've never seen the movie but have grown up with an awareness of pop culture icons Inspector Clouseau and the cute, mischievous cartoon feline, you might be surprised with the One that Started it All. For one thing, Clouseau isn't the leading man -- suave and brilliant David Niven is. The Pink Panther isn't just one screwball moment after another, either. There is romance, gorgeous scenery and sets, marvelous costumes, a terrifically top-notch cast, and a dash of intrigue. The skill with which director and co-writer Blake Edwards balances everything is masterful, no question.
The world that is created by Edwards is impossibly chic. This is a world that I want to enter, a world where beautiful women wear jaw-dropping clothes, men are decked in divine smoking jackets and tuxedos, and they all vacation in the snowy Italian mountains in an unbelievably elegant lodge. The atmosphere of this film is just incredible. I can't watch a single scene without aching to step in and join the fun.
It helps that these crazy escapades are scored by Henry Mancini, a man who consistently crafted music that was captivating, witty, and unforgettable. Mancini is my favorite film composer and his work on The Pink Panther is stunning -- I think I would rate it as my favorite film score, actually. It is completely of its time yet also timeless. The famous theme is still recognized to this day, and justifiably so. Listening to any part of this score immediately takes me to a cozy Italian villa, where I'm wearing a big knitted sweater and drinking champagne cocktails with David Niven. Hear it for yourself here.
Jeffries's unnamed entertainer is just one of many delicious characters in The Pink Panther. Niven is his reliably charming self as clever gentleman thief Sir Charles Lytton. Playing Niven's cheeky nephew is a young (and great) Robert Wagner. Of course, the man who many people believe steals the show is Peter Sellers. Sellers is indeed hilarious in his portrayal of the bumbling Clouseau. Surprisingly, his antics don't overshadow the rest of the cast, thanks to the script. Every main character has at least one comedic moment to revel in and they all step up to the challenge.
In terms of The Pink Panther series, I must say that I think the first entry is the best. The characters are strong, the action is fast-paced, the gags are short and plentiful -- all of it aligns to create one of the finest comedies you'll ever see.
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