
A random memory just flew by.
Years ago i knew a woman selling fabric goods at a hip store named Poppies in Berkeley. She had this conversation w/ her roommate one night that;
Geee it was busy, we sold so many notions today.
You sell Notions?
Why yes, we do.
Notions.
Yea.
Wow... you... sell....Notions...
Obviously he was thinking on the lines of Sometimes a Great...
+ why yes, it is a burden to carry other people memories.
Okay, so here's what i wanted to ask.
Am i the only one who saw the film Where the Wild Things Are, + turned it into an Ingmar Bergman film? It really was not that big of a jump.
So, i read into things. It’s one of my faults. It’s not as though i shoot smack.
i introduced the kids to Limelight. Synopsis: A young ballerina is a mess because she can’t get her career started. Cavalero, an aging train wreck of a vaudevillian, is at the end of his. Every line seems to have weight to it, reading as Chaplin’s essay on how to live without regrets. It is an autobiographical bittersweet film spoken in a lyrical voice.
The kids had seen it three years ago but understood more this time around.
The coming of age as a blooming metaphoric understanding. The year you realized that the scarecrow, tin man and lion ARE the farm hands. (Sorry if I just blew that for some of you.) It happens to every single child (in us all) + there is a proverbial line drawn at that time. This instance becomes a gateway drugs to harder symbolism.
At the end, + as an aside: Chaplin was awarded an Academy Award for composing the theme from Limelight in 1972, twenty years after its first outing. The boycott against Chaplin in the US by his right-wing political enemies was so successful that his film never played the required two weeks in a Los Angeles theater to be eligible for consideration at the time of its release in 1952. He was banished, his theme song was not. Even today people who never knew who Chaplin was, still recognize its haunting theme melody.
-Chloe + Drew quickly tracing as the writing comes up.