It’s Like This By Bob Palmer

Words of the poet are written on the…
It can be truly said I heard “The Graduate” before I saw it.

 
In the fall of 1966, Simon and Garfunkle played a concert at Texas A&M. During the show, Art announced they recently recorded a sound track for a movie coming out next year. They wanted to play some of the songs.

 
There in the darkened G. Rolley White Coliseum, where the Aggies regularly played home basketball games, I was transported.

 
“Hello Darkness, my old friend.”

 
“Remember me to the one who lives there. She once was a good friend of mine.”

 

And what was this about, “Here’s to you, Mrs. Robinson?”

 
Somewhere in the intervening half-century, movies seem to have lost their connection with music. When was the last time you saw a good movie and came out singing a tune from it?

 
Fortunately, Mike Nichols’ vision for “The Graduate” included some of the greatest folk songs ever penned.

 
Paul Simon’s lyrics blended flawlessly with Nichols’ cinematography creating a new whole greater than the sum of its parts.

 
This story of early adulthood angst and a new lost generation carried all the uncertain missteps of the 1960s. You can’t get much more confused than a guy (Dustin Hoffman) having sex with his girl friend’s mother.

 
The cast was brilliant and Nichols won an Academy Award for his direction. It was the blend of image and music that elevates for me this classic celebrating its 50th birthday this year.

 
One of my unfulfilled – and very likely to remain unfulfilled…

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