When Harry Met Sally (1989) Directed by Rob Reiner. With Billy Crystal, Meg Ryan, Carrie Fisher and Bruno Kirby.
The first thing that most people automatically think of, when prompted to reflect on Rob Reiner’s razor sharp rom-com, When Harry Met Sally, is that faked orgasm scene. The truth is, thanks to a gem of a screenplay by Nora Ephron, there’s much more to enjoy than Meg Ryan’s simulated sex face.
Reiner wastes no time getting us and our central characters acquainted. We all meet up together, as Harry (Billy Crystal) hitches a ride to New York with his girlfriend’s best friend, Sally (Ryan). From then on, the film covers their various meet ups, over the years, culminating in the beginning of a friendship. And so forth.
As Harry, Billy Crystal works wonders with Ephron’s bitingly funny dialogue. His talent as a comic serves the material perfectly, making him, despite Ryan’s famous scene, the best thing about the film. The New York location adds to the romance, while a classy musical soundtrack, led by crooner, Harry Connick Jr, adds a tasteful quality to the mix.
Crystal and Ryan are further complimented by two very likeable supporting turns from Carrie Fisher and Bruno Kirby. Writer, Ephron, even went as far as to state that she felt Fisher was an extension of herself. The confidence of Ephron’s script is such, that she’s able to invoke the likes of Casablanca, to help the story along.
The time you spend with Harry and Sally whizzes by. Its musings on the gender divide are often so ‘nail on the head‘ that it’s hard not to cringe, especially if your partner is next to you. All the recognition might go its most famous scene, but it is worth remembering the film around it isn’t too shabby either. 4/5