I love movies with well-told stories, interesting
characters, and realistic endings.
When Rhett Butler walks away from Scarlett in the last
scene of Gone with the Wind, my heart
breaks for her but I go with him. Though
his character changes in the story, hers doesn’t. She will continue to be who she is, while he
learned, though painfully, from their experience together.
In Something’s Gotta
Give, an aging playboy, who has always dated young women barely old enough
to vote, wonders if he can settle down with one woman, especially one more his
age, one eligible for AARP benefits. Harry
Sanborn spends the better part of Act II facing and atoning for his past before
trying to reunite with Erica Barry. As
the credits roll, I wonder how long before his eyes start roaming again, but
more importantly, what happens to Dr. Julian Mercer?
I
suggest a sequel. Since he seems to go
for older women, I picture the following: he treats me for the H3N2 flu and
sees past my runny nose, watery eyes, and commanding cowlick. My inner
beauty erases the heartache and memory of the fickle Erica and we live happily
ever after. (At least, I would. What? I know I said I like realistic endings, but this
could happen.)
Another
favorite movie is Sabrina. I own both the 1954 and 1995 versions but
prefer the more recent edition better.
The Humphrey Bogart/Audrey Hepburn age difference always makes me
cringe, while the Harrison Ford/Julia Ormond version is not only more believable,
but the actors are also more likeable on screen. When the viewer is given the backstory of all
the times Linus Larrabee noticed Sabrina Fairchild before her
ugly-duckling-into-swan transformation, I agree she should chose him over the
flighty playboy David who has always been more concerned about looks.
There
are many other favorites, but you get the picture: good story line, identifiable characters, sensible
ending. You might have noticed these three examples depend on the male lead’s
transformation more than the female’s but I am saving those for a future blog, so
I leave you with this. . . once upon a time. . .
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