Watched “Chaplin” at last, I have always liked Chaplin’s performance as the tramp, for he was funny and a lot of the issues he raised in film focused a lot on social class distance.
In Richard Attenborough’s “Chaplin” – we saw more of Chaplin’s private (possibly true) life and thoughts, from how he reacted to his first love’s death, to how his workaholic nature drove his marriages to broken pieces. I especially remember the scene when he found out his first love passed away, he looked shocked and broken. Yet as the train approached the station, he basically tried to smile as “it’s part of his job”.
I often feel bad for comedians – for they have to be constantly happy to entertain audience, they became eventually alienated from own feeling of “being happy”, if they have no one to turn to for support. My feeling on this matter became stronger, upon hearing the death of Robin Williams. According to the news, he had been going through a lot of painful matters all his life, which would be very easy to drive anyone into depression.