Happy new year! Remember, there’s only a week left to buy this and all of my other Criterion illustrations as prints.
I can be picky about films depicting disaffected teens, but the 1963 kitchen sink drama BILLY LIAR is perfectly subtle and charming. The titular liar Billy, played with a ton of range by Tom Courtenay, relies on fantasy to get himself through his dull middle class life. He’s a lazy clerk for an undertaker, juggles two girlfriends he doesn’t much care about, and dreams of ruling an invented struggling nation. It’s all very sweet, but the film comes alive at the introduction of Liz, played by an absolutely dazzling Julie Christie, who is living the carefree freedom that Billy only pretends at. The interactions between the two are beautiful to watch, and drive the film towards a moving end. I particularly appreciate that most everyone in the story is treated sympathetically, fitting for the on-location realism that marks the film’s visual style. Outside of Billy’s make-believe world, there are no real villains, no right or wrong decisions, and nothing is quite black and white.