Man, has this ever been a full moon couple of days. I won’t even bore you with the weird details. Instead:
1) For those of you who have wondered, over the past months/years, exactly what it is the Big Cheese is doing on his extended trips to Asia — among other things, he is collecting art. For the past several months we’ve been working on his gallery website. It is far from complete and still needs a fair amount of revision in terms of content, and he’s still uploading images, but if you’d like to see some interesting artwork, here’s a link to his site. I’m really proud of the work he’s done.
2) My 86-year-old dad dragged me to The Curious Case of Benjamin Button yesterday; he wanted to see it because he’d read the Fitzgerald short story decades ago, and I had to drive him. I had zero interest in the movie, based on a review I’d read and my assumption that the alleged items of interest were: 1) Brad Pitt and 2) watching the wonders of prosthetic makeup as they reverse-age him, and who cares? I thought the plot sounded stupid.
Instead I was blessed with one of the best movies I have seen in recent memory. It is fundamentally about love in its infinite variety, and the ways we express love, and the price we pay for daring to love one another. My father and I cried at different parts (it begins around WWI, and some of the historical stuff really resonated for him.) I’d say go see it just for its sheer retro gorgeousness — the clothes! the cars! — but that would be selling the movie short. I didn’t cry because the movie made me feel sad; I cried because the movie made me feel. Also, it’s got Cate Blanchett and Tilda Swinton, my idea of heaven.
Cribbing from the review in Newsweek, “the overall impact of Benjamin Button is greater than the sum of its parts. The metaphor of a life lived backward is strangely haunting. Benjamin’s saga is singular yet universal: anyone who has contemplated his own mortality will find it hard not to be moved by the evocation of the fickleness of fate. Lyrical, original, misshapen and deeply felt, this is one flawed beauty of a movie.” Also, go when you’re ready to kick back and relax — I didn’t realize until we left the theater that it’s two and a half hours long, a movie length that in most cases would have me climbing the walls. Not this time.