Well done. I'll have to see it. Arty Carney was always a fav in my parent's house for his roll in The Honeymooners. In the 1970s my friends and I often went downtown to the movies and saw some great ones. It truly was a golden age in that regard.
Your writing is always a superb injection of wit, erudition, philosophy and perception, into my "every day is like every other day" life. This one was excellent, as always, but I must confess to experiencing some emotional residues dripping from an occasional word, phrase or thought. Tomorrow is the anniversary of the death of the only beautiful part of my life, my beloved wife. And so as I read about this film - which I have never seen - thoughts of the Art Carney character somewhat resonate. I am older than the film character, have zero family, still have several cats and a few dogs from my animal rescue days, and occasionally wonder why I keep trying. The answer is, that I must take care of my wee flock, lest they be left as orphans. And admittedly, my mood is chilled by the icy outside temperature piercing this very old house, and my having another attack of a charging rhinovirus, which reduces my normally positive outlook. But all that having been said, I suppose this was just my way of saying how marvelously your gifts and talents serve in touching deep reaches within the reader, bringing forth thoughts, reflections and even moments of wonder, and for that, I thank you quite humbly. Oh, and the old phrase, "Kill Your Darlings" would have been perfect as a title for an Agatha Christie novella.
those words bring me happiness and solace, and I offer you my most humble thanks! But let me disagree on one point- you are indeed a poet, and your words sing. Bless you.
I can understand your perspective. I'm looking at it from the perspective of someone who lived in NYC at that time and who has traveled to all of the places in the movie except for Chicago and Indiana,so I'm biased. But then all artistic judgments are one hundred percent subjective.
Beautiful read and unpacking of the film. I, personally, found it tedious in a viewing in the last year or so - but might re-watch, with your commentary.
Well done. I'll have to see it. Arty Carney was always a fav in my parent's house for his roll in The Honeymooners. In the 1970s my friends and I often went downtown to the movies and saw some great ones. It truly was a golden age in that regard.
It costs $20 now to see a movie in NYC.
Your writing is always a superb injection of wit, erudition, philosophy and perception, into my "every day is like every other day" life. This one was excellent, as always, but I must confess to experiencing some emotional residues dripping from an occasional word, phrase or thought. Tomorrow is the anniversary of the death of the only beautiful part of my life, my beloved wife. And so as I read about this film - which I have never seen - thoughts of the Art Carney character somewhat resonate. I am older than the film character, have zero family, still have several cats and a few dogs from my animal rescue days, and occasionally wonder why I keep trying. The answer is, that I must take care of my wee flock, lest they be left as orphans. And admittedly, my mood is chilled by the icy outside temperature piercing this very old house, and my having another attack of a charging rhinovirus, which reduces my normally positive outlook. But all that having been said, I suppose this was just my way of saying how marvelously your gifts and talents serve in touching deep reaches within the reader, bringing forth thoughts, reflections and even moments of wonder, and for that, I thank you quite humbly. Oh, and the old phrase, "Kill Your Darlings" would have been perfect as a title for an Agatha Christie novella.
Thank you so much.
I don't know what to say.
I'm so sorry for your loss --
My words are empty. I'm not a poet.
But Emily Dickinson wrote:
The Bustle in a House
The Morning after Death
Is solemnest of industries
Enacted upon Earth -
The Sweeping up the Heart
And putting Love away
We shall not want to use again
Until Eternity -
those words bring me happiness and solace, and I offer you my most humble thanks! But let me disagree on one point- you are indeed a poet, and your words sing. Bless you.
Diana, All can say is: "More please." Just fabulous writing.
I can understand your perspective. I'm looking at it from the perspective of someone who lived in NYC at that time and who has traveled to all of the places in the movie except for Chicago and Indiana,so I'm biased. But then all artistic judgments are one hundred percent subjective.
Beautiful read and unpacking of the film. I, personally, found it tedious in a viewing in the last year or so - but might re-watch, with your commentary.