I LOVE YOU, CINEMA STYLE.

                                                        Happy Valentine's Day, Lovers!

WILD AT HEART AND WEIRD ON TOP

 

David Lynch's WILD AT HEART (1990)

Tomorrow I'll post great screen kisses from all over cinema, but for tonight, I watch WILD AT HEART for the zillionith time, to reaffirm my individuality and my belief in personal freedom! I love, quote, obsess and preach the message of WILD AT HEART and all my friends know it. This Palme d'Or winning tale of love-on-the-run road movie through Lynch's version of the Deep South never ceases to disappoint. Why you ask?

Sailor and Lula are like you and me. Young and American, broke but not broken, hotter than Georgia asphalt and praying that we all meet the Good Witch one day so she can give us some really good advice....

Sailor and Lula are eccentric eye-candy but if they cast this movie today, I bet Nicholas Cage and Laura Dern, gems in my eye, wouldn't be "attractive" enough to market. WILD AT HEART has endured as a cult favourite for years because it appeals to the average yet extraordinary. Sailor and Lula look like my friends.  Lula was one of the few heroines onscreen that I could relate to for better or worse. They are kids with sick pasts trying to make something grow and all they have is each other, their devotion, love and passion which keeps them going despite an increasingly scary world. 

As the film gets stranger and creepier, Sailor and Lula's  tender love is tested more and more and I find more parallels to everyday love issues we hear on the street. Sailor hasn't had much parental guidance and doesn't think he's good enough for Lula...

Lula loves him despite all these things and luckily he realizes a valuable lesson with the help of Elvis Presley's "Love Me Tender," and that's when I lose it every single time. If I could send you a cherry Valentine pie David Lynch, I'd send you 20! Thanks for believing in the story of Sailor and Lula and reminding us to that we're only "wild at heart when we fight for our dreams."

                                               "You take me right over that rainbow, baby!"

The Many Faces of Anna Karenina

Greetings from Kit Cat Island! I return to you with promises of more, frequent entries! And with Valentine's Day approaching, what better topic to explore than amor. There's platonic, romantic, familial, carnal and the big elusive one of all, "True Love." I'll be posting images and clips of how this larger than life concept of true love is played out on the big screen. Today I begin with the many faces of Anna Karenina, the classic saga by Leo Tolstoy, often cited as "the greatest novel ever written." That's what Leo said; no lack of confidence there! Well, Anna Karenina is certainly at the top of my list and as a brunette actress, I would throw myself in front of a moving train to play her, these leading ladies have....

              

                    "Happy families are all alike; every unhappy family is unhappy in their own way."

Greta Garbo IS Anna Karenina,  pondering how her pure passion and ultimately adultery could go so terribly wrong in the aristocratic Russian society that keeps her trapped in a loveless marriage.

Vivien Leigh gives her best profile and is pretty superior in terms of sobbing in the rain regarding lost lovers and figuring out some way to get them back...

 

What would we do without Masterpiece Theatre?You'd be tempted to throw it all away with this hunk of a Vronsky!

                                      
                                        "I don't want to prove anything; I merely want to live."

"An extraordinary woman! It's not her cleverness, but she has such wonderful depth of feeling. I'm awfully sorry for her."

Greetings from a voyeur.

                                            

~Welcome to my new blog, a dreamy daze place, to share words of love for cinema and the images imprinted in memory. Dive with me into celluloid dreams! Please send raves, discussions, I'd like this to be a salon among friends to discuss the art that makes us smile, debate, cry and blush, most importantly remember and cherish our passions. There's a hurricane today, August 28th, in New York, as the wind is blowing  I'm mesmerized, watching the heavy chestnut tree sway outside my window, thinking about BLUE and the power of this movie, how it captures the silent terror, not knowing what's coming.  The storm inside of emotion, pulling out each hair, shockingly. We are so powerless at times, truly.

Although I receive immense pleasure from the power of words spoken or in print, when a film makes me go silent, it haunts changing my capacity for feelings, I remember sitting in Lincoln Center during a Kieslowski retrospective a few years back, the packed theater, the collective crying jags and holding hands with someone I loved, thinking about one day losing that person...how do you exist then? Blue is a rare film that dives into this reality, fearlessly.

Julie has lost everything and ponders, "Now I only have one thing left to do: nothing. I don't want any belongings, any memories. No friends, no love. Those are all traps." Could that be true? The pain of lost lost rather than unrequited love is explored in Julie's tragedy.  How can you say my love is dead, but I can still go on? Blue is an onion of a film, every time I watch it, a new layer is felt and I always cry, no matter how hard I try. I probably look lonely at the Film Forum or my other haunts, but truth be told, I like to experience the movie and whatever that entails, bawling my eyes out included, I need to do in privacy. This film should be seen on a large scene for the emotional landscapes, shades of blue, and Juliette Binoche's transcendent performance.  Thank you for these eyes.