Sounds to me like your making my original argument for me here.
Your original statement was “I’m not saying a silent movie can’t be enjoyable, but better? Never.” Flip this around, and you get “A sound movie will always be better than a silent one.” I can’t possibly agree with this statement.
I said that “better” isn’t the issue…“different” is. To say that, by default, a silent movie would invariably have been better had it been filmed as a talkie is just plain wrong.
But then it wouldn’t have been a Harold Lloyd film. Lloyd developed an identifiable style that served him very well in his prime period. (Few remember that Lloyd was equally as popular as Chaplin in that era, if not more so…plus, he made more films.)
Not that an artist can’t grow, but an established persona, particularly in that era, was golden. Chaplin was still, in some regards, the little tramp even in The Great Dictator in the early 1940s, and he pointedly avoided sound even when it was available in Modern Times (which would NOT have been a better film had it employed full sound capabilities).
Why even speculate about this, when we have indisputably great Keaton films now? If you’re longing for some alternate universe where sound was available to movie makers from the start, you’re taking away an entire genre of great films and hoping that maybe, just maybe, filmmakers would have come up with something equally great while saddled with the limitations of sound (and that’s exactly what sound would have been to them — a limitation.)
In the case of Keaton, his “world” depended on a certain suspension of disbelief that would have been rendered absolutely impossible to achieve with the “realistic” added dimension of sound.
But later in this reply, you state: “Life has sound and color, and not having either is a lesser version of representation in movies.”
Why is an abstract painting or anything other than photorealistic painting not a “lesser” representation?
Why make any distinction? All art, after all, is a representation of life in some fashion, even if it’s just the “inner life” of the artist’s mind.
But you want to straitjacket one art form — movies — into the most realistic depiction of life its technology allows, complete with all of the senses we have to take it in (even though, as pointed out, three of them are still missing!). Why? There’s no more reason to do this than there would be to insist upon only photorealistic art.
Silent movies are one artistic form of representation. Sound movies are another. One isn’t inherently “better” than the other across the board…nor does it need to be.
You must really hate Ansel Adams!
I completely disagree. Again, I’ll speak of some things I’m knowledgable about.
The early Max Fleischer Popeye cartoons, most of which were set in gritty, urban environments, would have far less impact had they been made in color (and the technology to do that was, in fact, available at that time).
The entire output of Laurel and Hardy (save one public service short made for the government) was black and white. No way would any of their films been “better” had they originally been filmed in color (the possible exception being “Babes in Toyland,” which was, of course, a fantasy world rather than a real-life one).
Just as with set decoration, lighting, sound, wardrobe, etc., color is but one more tool in the filmmaker’s arsenal as he/she creates a “world” for the plot and characters to inhabit. In certain films (take the obvious, like “The Wizard of Oz”), color can be a great enhancement. In others, it would actually be a detriment.
Laurel and Hardy’s “world” (as well as that of their Hal Roach stablemates Our Gang) was a black and white one. When we view black and white films through the era of the 1930s and much of the 1940s, we are thrust into that “world,” where in most cases the plot and characters reside quite comfortably.
Similarly, films through the 1920s inhabit a silent world. Wave your magic wand and make sound technology available in 1915 (the start of modern film making), and you take away hundreds and hundreds of great films — in the faint “hope” that maybe those filmmakers would have come up with something “different but just as good.”
That’s not a chance I would ever want to take.