Sunday, October 23, 2005

In Her Shoes - movie review

It takes a bit of finesse to make a "chick flick" that doesn't fall into the guilty pleasure or hallmark schmaltz categories. Enter In Her Shoes, that confidently avoids both pitfalls in the deft hands of Curtis Hanson. He is, afterall the man who brought us L.A. Confidential, 8 Mile, and Wonder Boys. He is a man who can tell a story of self-(re)discovery and he succeeds again, this time accomplishing it for the gals.

Shoes sets up with the stark comparison of sisters Maggie (Diaz) and Rose (Collette). They have an undeniable but tumultuous bond built on shared tragedy and shattered by Maggie's behaviour. Collette is her usual assured self and gives Rose both a confidence and vulnerablity that any average woman will recognize. Diaz is the find here and she leaves her cutesy girl acting at the door and bothers to be real. Her Maggie is terribly flawed but her growth process in the film is expertly portrayed. The pair are supported by Shirly Maclaine - an ideal matriarch for the two younger actresses who breathes life into a role that could have been overly cranky - and Mark Feurerstein - who is the one of the best movie-boyfriends around.

The strength of Shoes is in its honesty. The film steers clear of contrived moments and establishes credible interactions. This is not to say the film doesn't have "movie moments" but they are fulfilling rather than frustrating. Although the film moves a too quickly towards its resolution once the sisters reconnect, the good has already been achieved so its easy to forgive this weakness. In the end, Shoes offers up a portrait of sisterhood, friendship, family, relationships and love that tugs some heart strings and tickles some funny bones and that's what these kinds of movies are supposed to do.

Tuesday, October 18, 2005

Wonderwall

There is much to say, movies to review, complaints to file and no time for it at the moment. I have been remiss in my posting as I have been feeling lost in my life lately. But I am on my way back to goodness and I promise to bring the tales and be a better blogger soon. Check back on the weekend when I should have my comments on some new flicks posted. I just wish I could feel the wonderful satisfaction that my nephew has in this photo. Wouldn't it be nice to find the fantastic in water sprinkles again - just for a moment?

Monday, October 10, 2005

Mercy Buckets

Just got back from my Cape Breton Thanksgiving holiday. It has poured rain here for four days and I am convinced that I am to be denied the vistas of CB Island forever. I did, however, get to see a GIANT violin that plays celtic music. So, here I sit, tired of travelling, sated on turkey dinner (including succatash!!!), sick and sniffling. Time to give thanks...

So the most obvious one is thank you for my nephew. I'm not sure if such comments go to the parents (that stellar gene-pool that is Rob & Kat) or to some greater force in the world that concocts spectacular human specimans. Either way, Taggart is one of the joys in my world even though I don't get to see him these days.

Next would be family in general. After spending three years in my parents' house, it has been nice to be away (be on my own) and remember how much I love and need their support. I have tried to touch base with family members a little bit more these days and I hope that my thoughts of love are reaching them all and they know that I cherish them deeply.

Super thanks to Tanya and Colin (my "triangle" mates) who have been my saving graces in Halifax. Thank you for getting me out of the house, keeping me from wallowing in and falling into stress-depression, and for aiding & abetting me in drinking my weight in vodka/rye/keiths, etc. You make me smile more than I can ever express.

For my best friend Natalie who recently fielded a series of panicked phone calls as I tried to reorganize my life ... AGAIN! And to Cathy for facing the same challenge via messenger. To all my friends who remind me of who I am and what I can accomplish. I finally feel that I'm working on something good these days.

Thanks for Halifax - a truly wonderful city that offers everything my soul could need. Entertainment, culture, scenery, involvement, nightlife, and more. I feel at home here - at peace and totally content. Cheers.

It has been a full year of events and so many things to be thankful for that I know I have not mentioned. All you have to do is read this site from time to time and you will find out about them. So thank you for the internet - this great source of information exchange that allows me to throw my autumn leaves of thanks into the air and watch them fly away on the wind to distant lands.

Sunday, October 09, 2005

For a B.C. Birthday Girl...

This is a birthday greeting to Nann.
Everyone who has ever met Nann loves her.
She is fantastic.

At the moment, I have NO idea where in the world Nann is - she might as well be Carmen Sandiago (I think she would like the hat!).
Nann became my best friend during a tumultuous year in Alberta.
She is one of my kindred spirits.
She is one of my soul-mates.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY NANN!

Friday, October 07, 2005

May & December in October

Okay the last couple of weeks have been crazy in my own life so I have been remiss in commenting on the goings-on of Hollywood folk. Interesting how the lives of rich, distant, movie people don't seem important when you have your own life going full tilt. Hmmmm....but I digress. Cause really? The news is all about these four people...



I am in awe of the recent advances in the relatioships of our two May-December power couples: TomKat and, well Ashton&Demi (did we ever get around to creating a "name" for them?).

It also inspires me to find a nice, young, hot, young man (I know, I said young twice). Yes, everyone knows I've done my share of cradle-robbing (to varying degrees of success) but maybe the next one could be "the one". I mean, do you think Demi was thinking long-term when she got her first jones for Ashton? And look how that turned out - a family-filled, fad-religion wedding with her ex in attendance. Could a gal over 40 ask for more? And I'm only 30 - imagine how great it could be for me?

And then we have Tom & Katie. My god - what a mess. Pregnant? There are no words. Nice to see that the ego-maniacal Mr. Cruise has held true to the thoughts we have about him and really is dating young to creat progengy. It's scary really. I don't know what else to say. The whole thing has a Jackson-Rowe creepiness to it - but kinda prettier.

Needless to say, I lean more to the A&D side of the spectrum. Bring on the young men! Lets leave the children out of the equation for now.

Wednesday, October 05, 2005

Birthday Wishes

Just wanted to take a moment to wish HAPPY BIRTHDAY to my brother.
He enters the last year of his 20s today.
Love you lots Rob!

Sunday, October 02, 2005

48 Hours of Happiness

Touring the South Shore
with Colin, Pooja, Gael & Jaap
Peggy's Cove, Bridgewater, Hebbville & Lunenberg
Friday, September 30 ... Noon to 7pm



MBA Society Halifax Tour
Fun & Games with everyone...including:
Tanya, Colin, Beth, Rob, Evan, Gael & Nancy
Friday, September 30 ... 8pm to 4am




Acadia Axemen vs. SMU Huskies
Major Football Rematch between rivals (SMU lost)
Wolfville with Tanya, Colin & Jaap
Saturday, October 1 ... 11am to 8pm


Now back to the grind for a killer three days before Thanksgiving!

Saturday, October 01, 2005

Um, Yeah, Men? YUM.

Just wanted to take a moment to revel in the joy that is maleness. The male form in all its glory is a gift to us women. The feel of a man is like nothing else in the world. The warm of a body next to yours. The sensation of skin against skin. Being able to wrap yourself in muslced arms or lay on a solid chest. Finding that crook in the arm or that nuzzling spot in the neck. The scent of it all. Sweat mixed with soap mixed with desire. The aroma of satisfaction that hangs in the air - not exactly sweet but infinately tempting. The hairy spots that tickle. The smooth spots that scream to be touched. The ability to cling to substance and claim it. And then, just as quickly be released to delicate touches and invitations. The chords in the neck. The eyelashes that don't appear long until they spread out over closed eyes. The hands that will always be bigger than your own. Men are put together wonderfully. It does not need to be perfect - simple maleness is enticing enough. And sometimes you forget how marvelous he is. Until you have him again. Are enclosed by him, supported by him, tempted by him. And all you can do is thank the heavens for man.