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How does the time go so quickly and yet crawl along so slowly, all at once? It baffles me that the days fly by the way they do. I know the only way to slow them down is to get a really boring job and watch the minutes drag, but... NAH!
So I'm crazed these days with packing. For those who haven't heard, I am preparing to move back to New York City after 4 years of "left-coasting it" (as my friend MTD puts it). As someone who prides herself on keeping her home as minimally cluttered as possible, I'm stunned by how much STUFF I have. Honestly, I don't collect knick-knacks or useless tchochkes and I make a concerted effort not to keep things I don't truly need. But still... So. Much. Stuff.
The worst of it is the books--I can't bear to part with any of them and the hardcovers are just so damn heavy. They fill 7-8 boxes all on their own.
So, I read this article in the news today, about a French village banning residents from dying because there's no more room in the local cemetery. It reminded me of this very sweet movie from about 10 years ago that I loved and no one else saw (except my mom, who saw it with me): For Roseanna. In it, Mercedes Ruehl plays a dying woman in a small Italian village whose husband (the delicious Jean Reno) runs around town, trying to keep other villagers from dying so that his wife can have the last spot in the cemetery. It's funny and touching and a very sweet love story. Seriously--rent it.
Also, while I visited my parents earlier this week, my mom and I rented La Vie en Rose. If you're ever feeling like you have it rough, you must watch this. I knew very little about Edith Piaf, except that my mom had some of her albums. But wow... what a horrible life that woman had. Misfortune just followed her everywhere.
The movie jumped around a lot and skipped some important facts, but Marion Cotillard did a spectacular job. I was completely transfixed by her. And it was fun watching it with my mom, who speaks French and translated the lyrics for me (for some reason, they provide subtitles for the dialogue, but not the songs, which I would have appreciated).
Anyway, rent it. It's devastating. And you will come away with a newfound appreciation for your own life.
Posted by ayelet at March 7, 2008 08:47 AM