Yesterday was really tough. I am not interested in laying out the details, but I've rediscovered a great way to explain it. I watched Breakfast at Tiffany's for the bazillionth time today, and I love the beginning when Holly describes the difference between being bummed out and feeling something worse: "The blues are because you're getting fat and maybe it's been raining too long, you're just sad that's all. The mean reds are horrible. Suddenly you're afraid and you don't know what you're afraid of." That's a good way of describing yesterday, or at least one facet of it. I took the necessary steps to manage what happened, and things will be OK.
In other news, if Henry Mancini, Hubert de Givenchy and Edith Head hadn't been so f-ing brilliant, I don't know if I'd really enjoy the movie. Audrey Hepburn is good, I guess, but the character of Holly Golightly is AWFUL! It's like watching Gone With The Wind and realizing what an absolute pansy Ashley Wilkes was. I know that Scarlett O'Hara is supposed to be sort of an anti-hero-- we watch her make bad decisions and then delight in the schadenfreude when she realizes at the very end that the only thing she wanted was Rhett Butler. We see that she's finally woken up-- great ending. But, really, Ashley Wilkes was a lot worse than Scarlett. He was a tease and an asshole. Holly Golightly, while somewhat warranted in her behavior, was a slut, a liar, totally disloyal, and weak. Original, beautiful, complex, and funny-- but really, an awful, awful woman.
On the other hand, how lovely is "Moon River"? Oh, man, I just want to slow-dance with someone whenever I hear it, whether or not that was Mancini's intention. I could say several negative things about Sex and the City, but I do enjoy this scene because it uses the song to great effect. (Stop watching at the 3:20 mark because it becomes shrill again.)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rLAGlh1GGlY
At the end of the episode, an instrumental version of the song is played again, and I definitely got teary-eyed. Surprise, surprise. (I cried watching the end of motherf-ing High School Musical 3: Senior Year the other night-- something about life transitions in film or television really gets to me. Either that, or I was reacting to how awful the acting is...hard to say.)
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