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I'd thought that, tonight, I might revisit Ethan Hawke and Julie Delpy in Richard Linklater's "Before Sunset."
The thought was inspired by a friend's mention of Nina Simone, who sings at the end of it, and I was further motivated by the discovery that it's now part of what's been called "The Before Trilogy."
But watching the trailer for the third movie, it becomes painfully clear that the once spontaneous and soulful love, between Jesse and Celine, has turned decidedly dark and problematic.
Of course we all know that, in this life, such things can happen; it'd happened in my own life, and I'd lived with it for years.
But to understand where this is going, to comprehend the depth of it, I offer another story.
Some years ago, I had an artist friend who'd come back from Vietnam where he'd been blown out of a tower, on the perimeter of an American air base, by a Viet Cong mortar round.
Miraculously, after months in a stateside VA hospital, he'd gotten back on his feet.
We talked about a lot of things, Rich and I did, books, art, Zen, poetry. Hiked in woods, practiced Yoga, smoked some weed.
And then one day, without thinking, I blurted out that I'd gotten this really great movie, "Full Metal Jacket," and did he want to see it.
And he just looks at me, for a minute, and then says, with unmistakable irony, "No thanks, I've read the book, don't need to see the movie."
Which is how it is for me, coming to the end of this first year, on my own in this house.
So tonight, if I do watch a movie, it'll be Ridley Scott's "A Good Year."
Because that's what I really need to see, in living color, moving before me...
LPK
Dreamwidth
1.9.2018
The thought was inspired by a friend's mention of Nina Simone, who sings at the end of it, and I was further motivated by the discovery that it's now part of what's been called "The Before Trilogy."
But watching the trailer for the third movie, it becomes painfully clear that the once spontaneous and soulful love, between Jesse and Celine, has turned decidedly dark and problematic.
Of course we all know that, in this life, such things can happen; it'd happened in my own life, and I'd lived with it for years.
But to understand where this is going, to comprehend the depth of it, I offer another story.
Some years ago, I had an artist friend who'd come back from Vietnam where he'd been blown out of a tower, on the perimeter of an American air base, by a Viet Cong mortar round.
Miraculously, after months in a stateside VA hospital, he'd gotten back on his feet.
We talked about a lot of things, Rich and I did, books, art, Zen, poetry. Hiked in woods, practiced Yoga, smoked some weed.
And then one day, without thinking, I blurted out that I'd gotten this really great movie, "Full Metal Jacket," and did he want to see it.
And he just looks at me, for a minute, and then says, with unmistakable irony, "No thanks, I've read the book, don't need to see the movie."
Which is how it is for me, coming to the end of this first year, on my own in this house.
So tonight, if I do watch a movie, it'll be Ridley Scott's "A Good Year."
Because that's what I really need to see, in living color, moving before me...
LPK
Dreamwidth
1.9.2018
