I'm going with a friend to see an extremely depressing movie, "The Way Back", by Peter Weir. Luckily, I'm in a cheerful enough mood to see it today. And we just like to talk movies anyway. We are able to chat away about anything and nothing. I am an admirer of Peter Weir, and enjoy following his work. I really loved "Master and Commander"and two of my favorite movies are "The Last Wave" and "Fearless". But the Soviet Gulag is quite a subject - I'm not sure I ever wanted to know more about it. But now I guess I will. This is going to be an unwilling education.
My husband will be busy watching football playoffs, but I must admit, my interest in that is waning. I couldn't last the season. I'm thinking BASEBALL. I can't help it. The players are signing up, the weather is warming up, I get my emails with special deals for opening day. And it is my favorite sport. I'm afraid football, with all it's concussions and heartwarming stories can't hold a candle to it. The injuries in baseball are kinder, gentler injuries, rarely caused by another player. There are more games, so my attention can weave in and out with impunity. And the tickets are way cheaper.
I guess the playoffs I'm gearing up for are the Oscars. Equally silly, but with better costumes. Tuesday they announce the nominees, and then the bets begin, as well as the recriminations of who was left out and how my favorite movie was not nominated. It's fun. This year I have made no attempt to see all the front runners, and I'm therefore more relaxed and less movied-out. We will see our own underdog Sandra Bullock alive and well, after a year from hell, and we'll feel better ourselves for surviving her surviving. It's a goofy world, but entertaining.
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