The Sunday NY Times had an article exploring the U.S. movement to “ban” Shariah law, and its leader, which I’m still reading and about which I will offer some thoughts, but not this morning, where simply walking Sookie in 80º temps and 82% humidity really takes the starch out of one’s energy (now, there‘s a phrase with long roots).
Crazy Stupid Love Department
So yesterday, as I worked on photos of Edith, I watched this silly, overwrought, generally-panned, romantic movie — Letters to Juliet. I knew it was going to be over-the-top sentimentality. I also knew I’d be a basket case.
You know the story: Young woman (Amanda Seyfried) visits Verona with her fiancé, finds a 50 year-old letter written “to Juliet” by a girl regretting her decision to leave her Italian lover, and writes a response, which in turn is actually received by the girl in question, now a widowed grandmother (Vanessa Redgrave), who shows up with her grandson. The story proceeds from there, culminating eventually in a reunion and marriage of the long-separated lovers, and then the principal (Seyfried) throwing over her fiancé for the woman’s grandson.
Thing is, the movie is effectively schmaltzy, at least for us unrepentant romantics, and pushes most all my buttons.
And, like Under the Tuscan Sun, the movie took me back to Italy with scenes of beautiful Verona and wine country in Veneto and probably Tuscany. My one, non-trivial quibble: a couple of the outside scenes were shot not in Verona, but in Siena. To people who have been there, the substitution was obvious (most egregious: looking down on the Campo in central Siena, including the very famous clock tower; and then even a scene walking down a steep, hillside street — Verona is not hilly).
Beauty and the Beast Department
Guess who’s the beast:
Such is life during my temporary bachelorhood.
Fun and Ridiculous Department
In the midst of yesterday’s afternoon inferno (92º with humidity that drove the effective temperature over 100), I decided to take in Aliens and Cowboys. The premise is so absurd that one’s suspension of disbelief is total and quickly achieved. Worthwhile if you seek escapism. Daniel Craig makes every bit as good a cowboy as he made the best James Bond ever.
As usual, when the aliens are mean and nasty, they are also ugly. And when the alien is helpful and friendly, she is also beautiful. Much of the early action takes place in the dark and/or underground, which I never like (I can’t imagine many people do). Ever since my youth, when I saw one of the Japanese “B” horror monster flicks, with unseen creatures grabbing people in the sewers from beneath the effluent, I’ve not liked dark and slimy monster flicks. I walked out of Alien and Aliens. (As usual, you got a sense of the movie to come from the nature of the previews shown.)
So, if you are tempted, bear all of this in mind.
From our first session.