Edit: listening to the soundtrack rn and o my GOSH, is it crazy to say this might be up there with the best film scores of all time?
Steve McQueen is honestly the coolest guy of all time. I mean I could watch Frank Bullitt do policework all day.
Watching this on a TV was such a elevated experience. last year I watched it on a tiny iPad, and this watch just proved to me that film should rarely ever be presented to you on anything less than a Television.
On the surface, Bullitt is a slick cop film, but something much deeper lingers in McQueen's character. This film so subtly gives me a somber feeling for Frank Bullitt without as to ever make it a main point in the film. It is the perfect representation of male psych, because it is never addressed. The closest we ever get to really knowing Frank is in the very last shots in his apartment. closing the door on his girlfriend, giving a slight foreshadow that maybe his disconnection from violence after policework will eventually separate the two. He then washes his face before looking at himself in the mirror with a melancholy expression. The shot that follows is a gun, a gun that has essentially become a part of him. Really this is Frank looking at his reflection and not seeing someone connected to reality.
This analysis of Frank is honestly such a long shot because we never really get a good look at him besides this very last scene. something makes me sad when watching this film, especially during this one score that plays occasionally which is just so beautiful and sad.
Such an engaging film, I always will be 100 percent locked in during 70s cop films, but Bullitt holds an especially special place in my heart.
Edit: listening to the soundtrack rn and o my GOSH, is it crazy to say this might be up there with the best film scores of all time?
Steve McQueen is honestly the coolest guy of all time. I mean I could watch Frank Bullitt do policework all day.
Watching this on a TV was such a elevated experience. last year I watched it on a tiny iPad, and this watch just proved to me that film should rarely ever be presented to you on anything less than a Television.
On the surface, Bullitt is a slick cop film, but something much deeper lingers in McQueen's character. This film so subtly gives me a somber feeling for Frank Bullitt without as to ever make it a main point in the film. It is the perfect representation of male psych, because it is never addressed. The closest we ever get to really knowing Frank is in the very last shots in his apartment. closing the door on his girlfriend, giving a slight foreshadow that maybe his disconnection from violence after policework will eventually separate the two. He then washes his face before looking at himself in the mirror with a melancholy expression. The shot that follows is a gun, a gun that has essentially become a part of him. Really this is Frank looking at his reflection and not seeing someone connected to reality.
This analysis of Frank is honestly such a long shot because we never really get a good look at him besides this very last scene. something makes me sad when watching this film, especially during this one score that plays occasionally which is just so beautiful and sad.
Such an engaging film, I always will be 100 percent locked in during 70s cop films, but Bullitt holds an especially special place in my heart.
