
Back to another brilliant opening scene of Coppola film (need I say the first one!) where distorting and indistinct sounds and slowly zooming camera alert us to pay all our ears and eyes focused on two strangers circling around and conversing with each other among crowded street of New York and within moments we are slowly introduced to the world of professional sound recorder Harry Caul and it’s his 42nd birthday. He’s intriguing and enigmatic expert living alone in an apartment room locked by three separate locks and an intruding alarm, having a personal telephone unknown to anybody. Even his girlfriend doesn’t know anything personal and private about his life and career. He hates men asking questions. Harry is obsessed professional who constantly rewind, forward and pause his recorded tapes and paying all his ears to scrutinize the meaning behind all cacophony.

Gene Hackman is the man to watch as Harry Caul, arguably his one of the most committed performance of career. Fine ragtime piano and saxophone played in background score. Editing is extraordinary especially great use of sound montage editing creating intriguing to chilling mood from beginning to climax. Sound editor Walter Murch deserves standing ovation along with Coppola as a writer and director.
Like great beginning the ending is striking too and not all great films strikes like this. The tapes are rolling constantly in Harry’s mind, he’s feeling paranoiac hallucinations in hotel room and back home a secret telephone is ringing and revealing that the bugger is bugged physically or to be more precise mentally!!! Camera slowly shows us the state of distorted home symbolizing his own mind. What a play with subjective and objective truth!!!
Coppola again made me speechless.
Ratings- 10/10
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