I assumed that Breakfast at Tiffany’s was a romance. If you’ve only seen the 1961 movie, you think so too. But it’s much more than that.
Don’t be fooled by Audrey Hepburn and George Peppard’s passionate liplock as the credits roll up – Truman Capote’s 1958 novella lacks a Hollywood ending. Breakfast at Tiffany’s is romantic in the F. Scott Fitzgerald sense of the word – melancholy and introspective.
Capote offers readers an experience transcending the banal entertainment provided by typical romances. His writing is confidently elegant. His characters have panache and self-awareness. His ending is flawless. What a shame Hollywood cut it so y’all could see a kiss.
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