Well, we're back from our hot springs visit. We have been soaking in 100o water, and got so relaxed we were limp as noodles. We had only two meals a day because we slept in, walked to a cafe to eat, floated in the pool, showered and ate again. Then we read or last night, we watched a strange movie from 1962 with Karl Malden, Angela Landsbury, Warren Beatty, and Eva Marie Saint, called "All Fall Down" written by the playwright William Inge and directed by Frankenhiemer. It had some beautiful cinematic work, but the psychology was so patently ridiculous. It reflects the era when mothers were blamed for anything that went wrong with their kids. However, Landsbury was so strong and sympathetic and Beatty so ineffectual an actor that it all backfired. There were still many insightful moments about family life. I wish I'd been there and edited the script, but hey, I was only sixteen at the time.
Bill had two dreams afterwards in which he was Beatty's character - enough to give anyone nightmares. Beatty sure couldn't act. But I guess he was more successful as a director. Weirdly, in this film he plays a gorgeous hunk whom women fall all over. What a stretch for him!
Anyway, our trip was a success, the rain held off until today, and all I need to do is visualize myself in that pool: this morning it was drizzling and steam was everywhere, as if we were high up on a mountain lake, and it was like been rebirthed. I love that pool. I've been going there for 25 years, and I never get tired of it. It's a natural wonder of my world, that's for sure.
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