It’s been cold and rainy here in the Valley for the past several days.
Not wanting to spend a lot of time outdoors, I’ve turned back to inside interests along with the occasional fire in the woodstove.
In June? you might ask; hell yeah! I’m thankful to have so much dry wood leftover to burn now!
There’s nothing like it.
Finishing my major housecleaning (yay!), tunes blasting or not, some cooking, reading, watching the different kinds of finches flocking to the feeders, feasting and making a big mess, chasing raccoons from the tree, napping etc., enjoying my house and home has been the general order of the day.
Last evening, as I heard the rain lashing on my tin roof, I felt restless and knew that sudoku and crossword puzzling in front of the tv just wasn’t going to cut it.
Maybe a movie?
I have a good collection of both VHS and DVD’s and a player that plays them.
Looking over them I saw a few I had collected and hoped to watch – someday.
Well, tonight was that “someday.”
I chose Casablanca.
Now wait a minute. You’re thinking, “she’s never seen THAT?”
Well honestly, no – not from start to finish – bit’s and pieces, but not in it’s entirety.
The tape had a 40 minute intro by various famous people singing praises of it’s fabulousness.
Finally, the movie began.
My first impression was of how much I loved black and white films. There’s something about them that heightens the drama.
So, I watched and was transfixed with the scenery/sets, the actors, the humour, the one-liners, the high drama, the story in general, the music and most of all –the romance!
How utterly awesome!
I’ll watch it again –soon.
I could sit here and go on and on about it but I won’t.
Most of you probably have already seen it and are signing, “oh boy . . . .”
However, as time goes by, our tastes for most things change and if I’d have watched it sooner than now, probably wouldn’t have been as receptive or appreciative.
Being a lover of 40’s music, I ordered the original music soundtrack (digitally remastered of course!) so I can play it again and remember those glorious days and nights in Paris, which I’ll always have . .
So, did I like the movie?
I think this is the beginning of a beautiful relationship!
Here’s lookin’ at you kid . . . .