A few nights ago after the usual evening routine I collapsed into my soft, blue bed and clicked on "The Box" for some mindless distraction. I really wanted to do some reading. You know, there is that book you are trying to start, that magazine article you are trying to finish, that stack of "Things Which Must Be Read ASAP" and, for me at least, a little background noise helps to ease off the days hype and can get my mind quiet enough to read something I will actually remember in the morning.
But then, as I lay there (in flannels as Spring has decided to run away again around here!) I scrolled down to the RETROPLEX channel and Oh My! Guess what was on???
Please tell me you have seen this movie. Please tell me that you know the names "Ben Quick" and "Clara Varner". Because if you do not then you need to do some serious old movie watching to see why I was able to read absolutely nothing that night!!
This movie is all about falling in love: for all the right and wrong reasons. It will make you search your heart & soul, it makes you fall in love with and despise some of it's characters, you will cheer for them and try to warn them, you will think of your own self at your own crossroad and you will absolutely love Ms. Woodward's speech at the end when she runs up the stairs and follows Mr. Newman into his very temporary place in her life . . . or so he thinks. . . .it is film making at it's finest and it will make you wonder what has happened to the movie industry in the past 50 years. If you have a Vintage Heart, anyway! And I haven't even mentioned the clothes!!! Talk about "Girls In Their Summer Clothes"~~Ms. Woodwards wardrobe is amazing~~she wears a beautiful green dress one night when she leaves the school and meanders down Main St. toward her Daddy's store where she knows Mr. Quick is still at work. . .oh my. . .and then there is the powder blue dress she wears at the Church Bazaar when Mr. Quick gambles away $50.00 to have a picnic with her. (OK, back then that was A LOT of $$$$!) Little did he know she would tell him he was "barking up the wrong girl because it will never be you!"
But he stood there in his crisp blue coat and smart red tie (and a straw hat!) and he knew. . .like the right one always does, I guess!
I am not telling you anymore, except maybe that many, many moons ago my Mom was a cocktail waitress at The Thompson Speedway in Thompson, CT and she actually met Mr. Newman once. Well, she was carrying some beer on a tray out to a car in the pit and she passed by him and when she saw him she, um, tripped and fell and dropped the beer. . .but I think he did help her up (which I'm sure only made it worse!) and so there is my little story about
THE LONG HOT SUMMER. . . . .