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At best, it is fun. But "fun" is not an aesthetic experience: fun remains on the surface. I have nothing against the surface. But it belongs where it is and shouldn't be taken for anything else.
Los Angeles Times:
From the opening chords of the title song played over the group bemusedly fleeing from their fans, A Hard Day's Night creates pure, infectious joy.
Dallas Morning News:
Richard Lester's tangential, effortlessly clever ode to the Fab Four, given the re-mastered print and soundtrack treatment, still feels fresh and alive.
New York Times:
It's a fine conglomeration of madcap clowning in the old Marx Brothers' style, and it is done with such a dazzling use of camera that it tickles the intellect and electrifies the nerves.
American-born director Richard Lester serves up a helping of what, on this side of the pond, we came to think of as kicky, mod British filmmaking.
In A Hard Day's Night, the Beatles, in song after song, pay homage to the faith of love, and that faith connects them to something ancient, lending this topspin musical its near oracular beauty.
A comedy classic that cross- pollinated Jean-Luc Godard with the four Marx brothers.
The movie never feels like a nostalgia trip. It moves, breathes and sings with life.
New York Magazine/Vulture:
Not only has this film not dated, it may even look fresher than it did in 1964; the zigzag cutting and camera moves, the jaunty ironies and pop-celebrity playfulness, are all standard issue now on MTV and its offspring.
New York Daily News:
Rejected the status quo with an irreverent, quick-cutting documentary style that could fairly be described as mod, rocking and mocking.
Orange County Register:
The whole movie is an ecstatic mix of serendipity and invention. The Beatles were ready for their cinematic breakthrough.
The mop-tops are likeably relaxed, with Lennon offering a few welcome moments of his dry, acerbic wit.
Let's talk about joy, and about wistfulness, because one so often trails the other, and both are woven into the DNA of A Hard Day's Night.
No previous rocksploitation film had ever done so splendid a job of selling its performers.
To watch the movie, and to enjoy such pop music classics as 'All My Loving' and 'She Loves You' is not merely to saunter down Memory or Penny Lane, but to drink at pop's headwaters.