Thursday, August 21, 2014

Ten Things About The Fisher King

1. Terry Gilliam is a genius.

2. The story line of redemption is both captivating and uplifting.

3. Incorporate any aspect of the Arthurian Legend and you have me.

4. Absolutely brilliant casting! Robin Williams (nominated for the best actor Academy Award), Jeff Bridges, Mercedes Ruhl (won the Academy Award for Best Supporting Actress), Amanda Plummer all turn in terrific performances.

5. It has a castle!

6. The waltz scene in Grand Central Station.

7. Parry (Robin Williams) is so right on with the subject of bowel movements.

8. It is quite clear that Parry wishes to laminate Lydia's (Amanda Plummer) Video Spot! membership card.

9. Jack (Jeff Bridges) altering Parry's hand-me-down suit with a stapler is funny and adorable.

10. Watch for the inimitable Tom Waits in an uncredited cameo as the wheelchair bound homeless man in the Grand Central Station scene.

Tuesday, August 19, 2014

It's Just So Damn Permanent

I've had suicide on my mind. As in thinking about it as a phenomenon, not committing it. And the thought I can't shake is this. Suicide is the ultimate act of selfishness. Not judging here, just observing. And it seems to me that those who are considering offing themselves have got to be suffering with unbearable pain. Because should they go through with their plans they leave innumerable unanswered and unanswerable questions. They leave behind people who loved them. People who helped them through difficult times. And one of those people will likely have the misfortune and agony of finding the body. I don't have a solution. Not even a suggestion or a bit of advice. Just sad over the loss of so many individuals who couldn't find enough light to hang on for one more day. Which makes me grateful for the rays of light in my own life. For the things that I find joy in. And for whatever optimism or stubborn streak I possess that tells me I will not go quietly. Can I exit gracefully even if I'm kicking and screaming? Let's be kind, as Plato admonishes us, for everyone we meet is fighting a great battle.

Sunday, August 17, 2014

A Second Song This Sunday


Sadly, July's entertainment budget was depleted when I found out Jason Isbell was playing in Sioux Falls. This is the song that made me want to see him in concert. I echo the sentiment. 

Seize This Sunday



Thursday, August 14, 2014

Ten Things About Today

1. Amelia cut my hair this morning. I love when Amelia cuts my hair.

2. Getting ready for a rummage sale is a royal pain in the ass.

3. It rained off and on for most of the day.

4. In reference to item #3, this means that Reid still hasn't mown the lawn.

5. I am in total and absolute agreement with Jenny Lawson, The Blogess, that the plural form of fox ought to be foxen.

6. In reference to item #2, the pain in the ass is tolerable because of the cash that sort of appears out of nowhere and because I get to hang with girlfriends in the process.

7. Tami came over with a kickass bottle of pinot grigio. We wiped the rainfall off the deck furniture and enjoyed a glass or two.

8. Karen has the most gorgeous grandchildren. I say this with utter confidence despite the fact that I have yet to meet grandchild number three who is just over a week old.

9. I seriously need a serious guyfriend before empty-nest syndrome truly sets in. It is simply a little too quiet here tonight.

10. It is unfortunate that the just-past-full moon has occurred at the peak of the Perseid meteor shower. 


Wednesday, August 13, 2014

Golf Explained


Let's laugh so hard that it hurts. Because that was his gift to all of us.

Tuesday, August 12, 2014

Thank You, Mr. Williams

Last night around this time Reid emerged from his basement lair to announce that Robin Williams had died. Yeah, his online bio is already past tense. It hardly seems possible. Twenty-four hours later, after seemingly constant news updates and reading several articles about his life and career, it still doesn't seem real. Suicide always leaves so many impossible to answer questions. I can only imagine the anguish and pain that caused this celebrated, remarkably talented, uniquely funny man to take his own life. If I'm overly sad over the death of someone I never met I expect I have a great deal of company. Robin Williams possessed an everyman quality that made him come across from the screen in such a personal way. It made him believable and accessible. I wonder what made him laugh in the way he made us laugh. And for me, that was face down on the table, weeping and snorting.