I'm in the world of uploading software updates, and it's challenging. Even with my older son's help, I struggle. Oh, well, the old brain can only handle so much at a time, and so can my internet provider. In the meantime, I began writing something yesterday that pleases me, and makes me smile. Where will it go? I never have any idea. It could be a short story if it had a plot. So maybe I'll think of plots, but not in a bad way. I tried watching "Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy" last night and was admitedly bored, so I stopped it. It's great acting, but so dreary and time dated that seeing it a second time, I wonder if it is too accurate for a a gray, cold war period. If it hadn't been for Benedict Cumberbatch, it might be an unbearable movie. He manages to be amusing and lighten up every scene he's in.
So I switched to the old movie "Julia" with Fonda and Redgrave, and just watching Redgrave's face made up for the whole movie, which is boring when she's not there. What an amazing face. I remember when she won the supporting Oscar, and gave an impassioned plea for Palestine. So maybe it wasn't such great acting, playing Julia, but her incandescence made her extraordinary on screen. Meryl Streep has a small role, dark haired and bitchy. It was fun to see her before she had a name.
So I guess I'll continue to write this nebulous piece I began, and see if it takes on a life of it's own. I like the narrator, anyway.
No comments:
Post a Comment