“This is what we’d forgotten: the simplest things.”*

by chuckofish

Due to a sick day or two, as well as an apparent refresh to the Netflix archive, we have been streaming a lot of movies lately. I have to say, it’s been an odd selection.

A recent pick of DN’s was Gosford Park (2001). I could only remember seeing this movie once before, when I was young and would often fall asleep on the floor of the den while watching films with our family. (Such is the condition of being the youngest, I think.)

I must admit, I fell asleep this time, too! This movie is about a murder that doesn’t occur until more than halfway through the storyline. There are funny moments, and about one and a half surprises, but after a long day I probably would have preferred a mystery that was pure fluff (read: Murder She Wrote).

One day in between naps, we watched Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants (2005). There is nothing significant to say about this movie, except that it is very 2005 and thus made me very nostalgic for straightened hair and aspirational romance. I certainly never visited Greece on summer vacation and fell in love with a family nemesis, but when one is 15, one imagines that they could do so. This series functions as a teen equivalent of Sex and the City, in that I’m sure you are meant to identify with at least one of the girls, who are unrealistically dissimilar for a set of best friends. I must have been a “Lena” who wished she were a “Bridget.”

Moving on. We also watched Bourne Supremacy, confirming that there is no method to our madness of movie choices and no consistency in our mood or taste this weekend. DN and I have always been able to agree on spy thrillers, so it becomes the genre of choice when neither of us feels like negotiating a compromise. I am not a huge Matt Damon fan, but “guy with amnesia, running fast” is certainly his forte.

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I, for one, appreciated that a career woman with impeccable lipstick triumphs in this installation of the series. (N.b.: I’m making fun of the lipstick.)

I saw on Instagram this weekend that it was Robin Williams’s birthday. (Edit: I had originally thought it was the anniversary of his death, but that is August 11.) Perhaps, then, we should watch Awakenings, an all-time favorite.

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