There’s no better way to spend this holiday than by vegging out and watching a few good flicks.
In honor of hard-working individuals everywhere, here are five must-see movies.
The Butler – If you overlook how creepy Forest Whitaker looks, it really is a superb film. And Oprah did an AWESOME job.
Recently, I met up and had dinner with a friend. We caught up on each other’s lives, and eventually we got on the topic of why things never worked out between us. I kept it real with him and said it was because he never pursued me. He’d often check on me but never made any plans. To me, a pursuit involves more persistence than that. I’m sure he knew this. And living in Atlanta where there’s a million women to one man, it’s so easy to bounce from one babe to the next without much effort.
Last night I watched the classic, The Breakfast Club. I’m a little embarrassed to say that I hadn’t seen it before then. And maybe because I was barely paying attention but for the first half of the movie, I really questioned why it was even made. The plot seemed uninteresting and slow. But as I continued to watch the characters develop, I quickly retracted my statements.
My first experience with a Technicolor film was the Wizard of Oz. I remember watching the movie in amazement, wondering what kind of funky business was happening on my television screen. My eyes were having a color party. It wasn’t like the films that we see today. The Wizard of Oz was one part sepia-toned black and white and another part color. But…a weird color. Vibrant but also subdued hues. It was dreamy and almost aggressively saturated.
Recently, I decided to look up some popular films using this medium from that time. First, here’s the skinny on Technicolor:
I think about love everyday. Not just being in love but the expression of love. I like to watch people in love. I like to observe how a couple interacts with one another. How their eyes twinkle when their partner says something cute. Or how they roll their eyes when their partner says something corny. One of the greatest expressions of love (to me) is in the movie Love Jones.
Poet and writer, Darius Lovehall (Lorenz Tate), meets and falls for Nina Moseley (Nia Long), a photographer. From the very beginning, their union was filled with passion. They attended poetry sessions and talked about love and sex. It seemed perfect but of course there were loose ends. Eventually, they reached a point in their relationship where they needed to define what they were and what they were doing.
“I mean, we’re just friends, right? We’re just kicking it, right?”
Of course there was mistrust and games and all the other things that no one aspires to have in a relationship. I wouldn’t recommend seeing this film in hopes of receiving a complicated love like it. But the emotions were undeniable. That’s what I remember. Something I could feel.
I don’t want to spoil the movie for you (stop watching the video below at minute 8:00 if you don’t want to know how it ends) but pay attention to the expressions. I see admiration, urgency, desire, care and love. I mean, even if it was just acting, that was some damn good acting.
I AM REMEMBERING LOVE
It is the color of light
the shape of sound high in the evergreens
it lies suspended in hills
a blue line in a red sky
I am looking at sound
I’m hearing the brightness of high bluffs and almond trees
I am tasting the wilderness of lakes, rivers, and streams
caught in an angle of song
I am remembering water that glows in the dawn
the motion tumbled in earth
life hidden in mounds
I am dancing a bright beam of life
I am, remembering love.
– Sonja Sanchez
How do you remember love?
Man, living for the weekends have become the highlight of my life. So essentially, I try to make the most of each and every minute.
Saturday, I attended an event at The High Museum of Art. They called it Culture Shock: Homegrown. Wow. What an amazing event. A night filled with music, art, food and culture. Approaching the museum, people on the lawn watching a screening of Micah Stansell’s “The Water and the Blood”. Inside, we listened to sweet sounds of hip hop and bluegrass by Ashanti “The Mad Violinist” ft the Symphony Crack Orchestra (DOPE!!) and The Whiskey Gentry.
Yeah, there was food and booze. And yeah, there was all of the exhibits. But omg, we got to paint mason jars!!! I felt like a proper Southern girl. Except my friend decided to outdo my balls jar. Grrr.
I can’t even count how many times I’ve visited The High. I never tire from it. There’s always a new exhibition to see. Check out these pieces. Shattered glass and an illusion mirror.
Sunday, I waited until the very last-minute to catch Kenny Leon’s adaptation of “Guess Who’s Coming to Dinner?” I’m so glad I did. It is one of my favorite movies and Leon did not disappoint. I was so pleased to see my pretend aunty Phylicia Rashad performing ever so gracefully. That woman is amazing.
This weekend, I will be spending time with family in South Florida. More fun pictures to come!
Last night, my girls and I attended the screening of Breakfast at Tiffany’s at Chastain Park. If you’ve been following my blog for a while, you already know how much I’m obsessed with all things Audrey Hepburn. It only made sense for me to watch the classic film for the millionth time. Surprisingly, I heard lines that I’ve never previously heard. I guess you can hear better from a large projector screen.
Also, my friends and I were discussing the film and we came to the conclusion that Breakfast at Tiffany’s was a pretty racy film material-wise for 1961. I mean, Audrey Hepburn’s character, Holly Golightly, was basically a gold digger. And her friend, Paul, was getting paid to have sex with a married woman. But I digress, LOL.
My favorite part of the whole film is the ending when Paul is basically through chasing after Holly.
You know what’s wrong with you, Miss Whoever-you-are? You’re chicken, you’ve got no guts. You’re afraid to stick out your chin and say, “Okay, life’s a fact, people do fall in love, people do belong to each other, because that’s the only chance anybody’s got for real happiness.” You call yourself a free spirit, a “wild thing,” and you’re terrified somebody’s gonna stick you in a cage. Well baby, you’re already in that cage. You built it yourself. And it’s not bounded in the west by Tulip, Texas, or in the east by Somali-land. It’s wherever you go. Because no matter where you run, you just end up running into yourself.
[takes out the ring and throws it in Holly’s lap]
Here. I’ve been carrying this thing around for months. I don’t want it anymore.
Uh….that’s me. Welp.
I hope you all have an amazing weekend!
I saw a skirt at F21 that immediately reminded of the scene when Julia Roberts’ character in Pretty Woman goes to the Kentucky Derby. One of my favorite movies, by the way. I absolutely loved the dress and that hat.
One of my favorite style bloggers (Kansas Couture) happened to buy the same skirt (this happens a lot when you shop at Forever 21). I love when that happens!
I put my own 2012 spin to the classic 90s dress.
For the first time, I had President’s Day off from work. Sleep in, rolled around in bed, watched tv. Totally bummed it. Later on, my friend and I went to see The Vow. Ummmm…LOVED IT!
- I heart Romantic Comedies
- CHANNING TATUM is ridiculously gorgeous
- Rachel McAdams is one of my girl crushes
After that, we went to Target.
It’s no secret how I feel about Target. I love it. I’m there at least twice a week. Sometimes because I need something and other times because the bull’s eye lured me in. And yes, I’m aware of the marketing and advertising ploy at Target to lure consumers in. Leave me alone with my demon. I’ll seek help later.
Anywho. I got to the journals section and went completely ham. I have a HUGE stash of notebooks/journals/sticky notes etc at home. I can’t get enough of them. So I bought some more. On sale of course. I’ve also fallen back in love with pencils. Not the mechanical ones. Don’t be jealous.
Can I say how IN LOVE I am with the new display at Target?! AWESOME.
I cannot believe that 2011 is almost over. We’re already well into December, although I don’t feel much Christmas cheer yet. My favorite part of Christmas is the music. I was on Words of Williams’ blog and came across their holiday playlist and decided on making my own list of favorite tunes. These aren’t in any particular order except for the first one.
“Angels We Have Heard on High”
“It Came Upon a Midnight Clear”
“Hark! The Herald Angels Sing”
“O Come All Ye Faithful”
“The First Noel”
“O Come O Come Emmanuel”
“Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas”
Please sure your favorite holiday songs so I can look them up. I’d love to create a new playlist.
P.S. Who’s going caroling this year?????