The Snob (1958)

I find myself drawn to this film again and again. Its theme seems timeless, yet I can't help but wonder if indeed times have not changed for girls like Sara. Certainly, I have met many girls like her, and it would seem that her "type" is not as reviled or misunderstood as it once was. One can't help but feel frustrated, though, as she proceeds to demolish her tenuous relationships at the party. Come ON Sara, lighten up! (Haven't we all witnessed such train wrecks, unfortunately?) I'd love to have heard some of the actual discussions that followed the screening of this film to its intended audience. Were Sara's tormentors viewed as dimly then as we view them now?

Does anyone else get just a little creeped out during the father/daughter scene in the kitchen? ("Okay, punkin.") Nothing overtly strange about it; there's some kind of charge in the air, though, that I attribute to the sheer intensity of the girl's performance.

A truly fascinating little gem.

Producer: Centron Productions