I am reminded, of course of 1954 and so the winners and losers are meaningless. I watch because it's fun and interesting, but not because the awards have meaning. How can they, after 1954, after all!
I am also remembering my dear friend Joanie while they announce the winner of Best Foreign Film, A Separation. I have no doubt that, if it had been playing in Pittsburgh, we'd have seen it. Sadly I don't even know if it was playing here. That part of my life, going to see foreign movies, doing things that don't fit into my pretty predictable, utterly suburban, mall-going world, is over. It makes me sad. But I don't want to do those things anymore. It's just not part of who I am now. I save those memories and I cherish those times. That was then, this is now.
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