For me at least... went to a movie night last night and saw "Amelie" which a friend recommended highly. In fact, I believe it was impressed upon me that it was absolutely imperative that I see it. And so when my best girl friend invited me, I was delighted to accept. We sat outside, in the Sunset District, my hair rapidly falling flat and then frizzy, me smoking now and then, and I was treated to a lovely visual feast of reds and greens. I literally wished I could reach out and just live there in the Two Windmills Cafe, even with the hypochondriac Tabacconist, the limping scary Bartender, and the Neurotic Ex who chases all the women away - even after shaking the walls with abandon.
I think the second best part for me was Amelie's penchant for picking up round stones, and making them fly.
But the best part was her melting into a puddle of water. I've felt like that more times than I like to admit. All her little statagems worked out in the end, and her hopes become all of ours. And I've had that kiss and will treasure it all my days.
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1 comment:
After 10 viewings (recently passing Being John Malkovich [8] and now second only to Shakespeare In Love [18]), it's disappointing that the water melt moment doesn't hit me the way it did the very first time. On the other hand, the entire scene leading up to it, with Amelie magically appearing to watch Nino from behind the menu glass, keeps getting better. All of the little shots of people spying on each other are a wordless story of their own.
Two of the 10 viewings were with the director's commentary audio. Should they count?
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