A movie about the wonder of cinema must be wonderful. Hugo is.
“Family picture” and “Martin Scorsese”: two concepts that do not usually appear in the same sentence unless the family is the Mob. We read somewhere that Martin Scorsese made a General Patronage movie after his wife pointed out that their little daughter couldn’t see any of his work. This is a kid-friendly movie all right, in glorious 3D, but it’s still about Scorsese’s passions: film, film history, and film preservation. Bravo.
Hugo is so lovely we could ignore the five well-to-do matrons sitting behind us who talked all throughout the movie (“Is that Kevin Kline?” “No it isn’t.” “Yes it is.” “Is that man in Star Wars?”) Shushing would not work, turning around and staring at them would not work, and we just knew that saying “Please be quiet” would achieve the opposite result. Fortunately our love of Hugo overrode our aversion to the “We are entitled to flout the very rules of etiquette we keep cackling about because we are old and it’ll look like you’re oppressing us” brigade. Also it gives us an excuse to watch Hugo again.
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