I watched this movie a few weeks ago and was spellbound by the cinematography, the characters, and the dialog. I hated the ending. Couldn't believe it ended when it did.
I'm in a strange cycle with Coen brothers films. Whichever one I see on the big screen I haven't liked that much...so I get the next one on DVD, turn out to love it, and say to myself “You need to see these on the big screen when they come out!” I think my motivation (and end result) for Grindhouse was the same. Note to self: if you see a movie by a great director and don't like it, make sure you DO see the next movie in the theater.
Anyway.
Two things changed my mind after I left the theater.
One is that I kept thinking back to a scene that happened in a small gas station in Texas. I won't spoil it here, except to say that it is so powerful, and so filled with the balance of life and death, that I have hardly been able to get it out of my mind since seeing it.
Secondly, I read a review of the movie which explained a little better what the theme was. I was so fascinated by that that I've bought the book and am about a third of the way through it.
I may have to watch this one more time. I'll tell ya...it's worth it for the cinematography and the pacing if nothing else.
Laying in bed this morning, the chorus flashed into my mind. By the time the computer booted, I had a verse.
Little Betty Lou was feelin kinda blue and she din't know what to do last night
She couldn't stay at home so she called me on the phone and said "Boy I gotta get out tonight"
So I said
Hey you wanna go where we go when we go where we go when we go tonight?
Hey you wanna do what we do when do what we do when we do tonight?
Hey you wanna play what we play when we play what we play when we play tonight?
And it'll be alright
And it'll be alright
"What would you do if you had a million dollars?"
Good question.
A better question:
"What does you heart tell you you MUST do, regardless of your circumstances?"
I am alive.
Every day is a gift.
My guide is my heart, which burns with passion. Resolutions recoil before it and commitments collapse.
Life is gooooooooood.
