Pontifications and Revelations
OK friends, get ready-- this is a long one! But I know you won't mind because you look to me to lead and guide you in all things, right? Right? (Crickets chirping here? Oh well, let's not put off the inevitable free advice!)
First, let's talk about a movie you should never see:
I think "Georgy Girl" is one of the most depressing shows ever. Because you're not going to see it anyway, I'm going to tell you why it is so awful. If you are a sadist and think you'd watch it despite my best advice, go ahead and scroll down. I believe this is the only spoiler alert I'll need in this blog, ever.
OK, so here's the premise: Lynn Redgrave plays Georgy who is absolutely bonkers, but is generally a good person. Gives us a sense of empahty, right? Plus also, she is a bit on the chubby side and a virgin, and one would initially think this film is my life-story, right? Wrong. Poor Georgy has awful parents-- her father thinks she should do whatever she is asked by his rich employer, even if it's awful. Daddums also tells Georgy what an ingrate she is, and consistently calls her ugly. What a chump! Then you've got the rounder who employees Daddy, who honestly asks Georgy, via contractual agreement, to be his mistress! Cheeky and entitled, I'd say. Poor G also has a self-absorbed roommate, and falls in love with the father of roommate's illegitimate child. This guy is a slacker and a nutter, and in the end Georgy is left holding the responsibility bag for just about everyone. The moral of the story seems to be "Heaven help you if you're weird and overweight. But maybe you'll get lucky. No, of course you won't find true love, but you might end up married to a rich old man." And it's all set to a very chipper tune. The English are a very cruel lot, or at least they were in the 1960s. If you want irony, go watch "Harold and Maude" instead.
Next up, a little information about a book you can take or leave:
Ann Brashares brings us an update on Tibby, Lena, Bridget and Carmen in this latest installment of "The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants." The bottom line: read it if you were somewhat invested in the initial four books, but if you miss it, don't feel like your world is ending. To be honest, I didn't like the 4th book in the series at all, but when I saw this at my local Hastings, I decided to give it a whirl just the same (this, it should be noted, should be a book you borrow, not buy, but Lou has the others in her Leyte Library, so I thought I'd complete the series... I'll send it soon LS!). To her credit, Brashares has created characters so strong that as you read the book you realize "Of course this is what B would do. Lena wrote herself!" The story is engaging, and still will tug on your heartstrings.
As a matter of fact, Michael and I had several food adventures this weekend. He'd never been to Sweet Tomatoes (gasp!) so we hit it for some most excellent salad and the Grilled Cheese Focacia. Yum, yum, yum. They only have the GCF in March and for one week in October, so I take advantage. After lunch, we joined the beautiful Christina V for Albuquerque's Chocolate (and Coffee, though CV was the only one partaking) Festival. Hooray for Chuck from Theobroma. He was delightful, and his wares were the prettiest in the whole show!
As if that weren't enough, we capped off the afternoon with "The Hunger Games." To Seneca Crane, in the immortal words of Ke$ha, "I like your beard."
But one other important thing: My friend Corey needs your advice. He's going to Thailand for his 30th birthday in a couple of months and can't decide-- to wax, or not to wax?