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Somewhere in Time
Feb. 3rd, 2018 07:45 pmA number of years ago, I came across a romantic sort of movie that was playing on TV. I'm thinking that it may have been sometime in the early days of HBO, but I'm not really sure. And I'm not even sure if I saw the whole thing, then or anytime afterwards.
I just, you know, saw that it was on, knew it was a romance, and decided to watch it. Because, by that time in my life, any romance was pretty much gone from it. And, you know, if it's something we need, we'll find it, or a substitute, somewhere. Sometime.
The movie was, in fact, Somewhere in Time, starring Christopher Reeve and Jane Seymour. You may remember Christopher Reeve in his role as Superman. That's what I knew about him, before I saw this movie, and I think my experience of it was inevitably colored by his superhero past.
I think this was also just before the tragic accident in which Reeve's spinal chord was severed, effectively ending his acting career. I mention that because I wondered, just now, whether my experience of the movie might've been colored by that as well, but I don't think that it was.
I also don't think that the movie was very well received by the critics and I'm not sure how memorable I thought it was, either. At the time, it felt more like a quirky, sci-fi feature than the romance, fictional or not, that my own life, my heart, my soul, was telling me I needed.
But over the years, as I've perused the bargain bins at Wal-Mart and elsewhere, I've encountered it again and again. And I've always wondered what impression it might make, with the passing of time.
And so tonight, after browsing through the outdoor gear, and picking up another set of base layer for the cold weather still ahead, I walked back to where they have the CDs and DVDs. And there, on one of the racks, for $5 and change, I found it again. Wasn't looking for it, just found it, like I'd once found the movie.
And once again, minutes before I'd be walking towards check-out with the movie in hand, I was debating whether it was good enough, as a movie, and whether it could do for me, in other ways, what I needed it to do. Even at a time when those feelings were the strongest and that need the most pressing.
Now, as I'm writing this, it occurs to me that, even if I never tear open the seal that covers it, never drop the disc into my DVD player, it's already done what I needed it to do for me.
It's given me that hope, which underlies all romance, whether real or fictional, that in this life there is a chance for two people to meet and to fall in love.
I think that's something that we all need to believe or have, at one time, believed. And would like, in our hearts, to believe again...
LPK
Dreamwidth
2.3.2018
I just, you know, saw that it was on, knew it was a romance, and decided to watch it. Because, by that time in my life, any romance was pretty much gone from it. And, you know, if it's something we need, we'll find it, or a substitute, somewhere. Sometime.
The movie was, in fact, Somewhere in Time, starring Christopher Reeve and Jane Seymour. You may remember Christopher Reeve in his role as Superman. That's what I knew about him, before I saw this movie, and I think my experience of it was inevitably colored by his superhero past.
I think this was also just before the tragic accident in which Reeve's spinal chord was severed, effectively ending his acting career. I mention that because I wondered, just now, whether my experience of the movie might've been colored by that as well, but I don't think that it was.
I also don't think that the movie was very well received by the critics and I'm not sure how memorable I thought it was, either. At the time, it felt more like a quirky, sci-fi feature than the romance, fictional or not, that my own life, my heart, my soul, was telling me I needed.
But over the years, as I've perused the bargain bins at Wal-Mart and elsewhere, I've encountered it again and again. And I've always wondered what impression it might make, with the passing of time.
And so tonight, after browsing through the outdoor gear, and picking up another set of base layer for the cold weather still ahead, I walked back to where they have the CDs and DVDs. And there, on one of the racks, for $5 and change, I found it again. Wasn't looking for it, just found it, like I'd once found the movie.
And once again, minutes before I'd be walking towards check-out with the movie in hand, I was debating whether it was good enough, as a movie, and whether it could do for me, in other ways, what I needed it to do. Even at a time when those feelings were the strongest and that need the most pressing.
Now, as I'm writing this, it occurs to me that, even if I never tear open the seal that covers it, never drop the disc into my DVD player, it's already done what I needed it to do for me.
It's given me that hope, which underlies all romance, whether real or fictional, that in this life there is a chance for two people to meet and to fall in love.
I think that's something that we all need to believe or have, at one time, believed. And would like, in our hearts, to believe again...
LPK
Dreamwidth
2.3.2018
