In addition to the racial barrier between the two groups, there's the huge culture gap: the Jets are first-generation Americans, children of European immigrants; the young Sharks are themselves recently arrived from Puerto Rico. For all their brief history as Americans, the Jets feel they've got a right to defend their turf against newcomers; the Sharks feel the torn loyalties of most immigrants, homesick for their mother country and facing an uphill climb against discrimination, but also eager for the opportunities America offers. In such an insular atmosphere, the divide between the Jets and the Sharks seems insurmountable. Tony and Maria bridge that gulf briefly, despite the misgivings of his friend Riff (Russ Tamblyn, in the best performance of the film) and her friend Anita (Rita Moreno). The inescapably tragic story plays out through Stephen Sondheim's clever lyrics; Leonard Bernstein's classic, eminently hummable score; and Jerome Robbins's fabulous choreography, all of which could be seen as a forerunner to rap in acknowledging that there is a culture of the streets, in seeing lyricism in the way kids jump on a basketball court or saunter down the
In addition to the racial barrier between the two groups, there's the huge culture gap: the Jets are first-generation Americans, children of European immigrants; the young Sharks are themselves recently arrived from Puerto Rico. For all their brief history as Americans, the Jets feel they've got a right to defend their turf against newcomers; the Sharks feel the torn loyalties of most immigrants, homesick for their mother country and facing an uphill climb against discrimination, but also eager for the opportunities America offers. In such an insular atmosphere, the divide between the Jets and the Sharks seems insurmountable. Tony and Maria bridge that gulf briefly, despite the misgivings of his friend Riff (Russ Tamblyn, in the best performance of the film) and her friend Anita (Rita Moreno). The inescapably tragic story plays out through Stephen Sondheim's clever lyrics; Leonard Bernstein's classic, eminently hummable score; and Jerome Robbins's fabulous choreography, all of which could be seen as a forerunner to rap in acknowledging that there is a culture of the streets, in seeing lyricism in the way kids jump on a basketball court or saunter down the