Warning: this conversation is personal
Me: It’s Me, Not You
I never thought we’d be having this conversation. Truly, I took for granted this could never end. You were everything to me. In this world of uncertainty, you were always there, a safe place. In a swirl of change, you remained unchanged. You and me – we had something special that no one person could pollute or corrupt.
Sigh, I guess we should go back to the beginning.
It was these ancient images and personalities, so powerful, which transported me to another world. It was a world of escape. So, yes, maybe at a tender age I needed a place that offered escape, comfort, familiarity, and acceptance. All of personal inner struggles melted when I became enveloped in your arms. You offered release of tears, of joy; you made my heart soar and you soothed the sores of a self a little too sensitive, a little too attuned to life’s slings and arrows, of the self’s fragility and self-doubt and the dreaded low self-esteem.
And suddenly, seemingly just like that, but really many decades later, I don’t need you for those things.
Classic Film: I get that you’ve changed, but may I present my argument?
Me: Of course, I owe you that.
Classic Film: While you may not need me for certain things anymore, there is much more that I can offer – things that have always been there, but you have not sought out.
Me: Tell me more.
Classic Film: Since your heart and psyche seems to be in good shape these days, I would suggest you concentrate on your head.
Me: How so?
Classic Film: I know you love a suspenseful story, yet you rarely venture into Film Noir. You should give it a try. And your exposure to foreign film classics is pretty thin, my dear. Why not watch a few? You might like them. And I know you love to observe fashion and costumes. Why not pay more attention to this? Bottom line: try something new with an open heart and open mind and give me a chance. I’ve been so faithful.
Me: Sigh… you’re making me fall in love with you all over again.You know me so well.
Classic Film: Remember… I’m always here when you need me.
Hi, my friend -- it's been too long. Your post really spoke to me. I've struggled with this issue for the past couple of years. For various personal reasons, I started feeling distance between my beloved classic films and me. Maybe it's getting older, certain sorrows that have changed my life -- but lately I have missed that wonderful feeling my movies had always given me. Your conclusion, to look into genres I never thought I'd like, seems a good way to begin the journey back to something I always loved. Thanks, Marsha!
Becky - I've missed you! I know you understand. But, true love has its ups and downs, so I think we can survive the many changes that come along.
I'm excited to see where your film discoveries will take you next, especially when it comes to foreign films. I wonder if some of the best movie experiences still lie ahead...?
Thank you, Ruth. I sure hope so! I miss that old excitement.
Am I ever glad true love prevails! As so many old top 40 songs plead, "please don't go." Wishing you great adventures in noir and foreign film, I love them both and hope you will, too.
This resonates so much with me. I fell in love with classics when I needed emotional support somewhere to keep going. I built my life and career around classic film, and was afraid some day I could fall out of love. But your post tells the truth: there is always something else to explore. This affair will never end for you - or for me.
Lady Eve - I'm hanging in there. I know you will be my go-to girl if I need some noir counselling.
Le - It's funny, isn't it? But, I am not yet ready to give up. I still have the love, maybe just not the passion (at this moment).
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