When I was a child, we used to do this thing called “taking a Sunday drive”. I remember riding in the back seat, looking out the car windows and into the windows of houses we’d pass by. I would wonder about the people in the houses – who were they, what kind of lives did they lead, where did they go when they weren’t home. And if I saw the people through the windows, I’d wonder if they saw us. Driving was kind of invisible – like the lives inside the windows of the houses. Now, I’m all grown up and guess what – I still wonder about those houses and the people in them. We don’t do the “Sunday drive” any more – it’s more the “get there and back as quick as you can” thing. Unless we’re going to the beach. Then I enjoy the drive.
But here’s the analogy between books and windows. Windows keep me guessing. Books give me knowledge. I actually get to know the people in the “book windows” – their names, their families, their lives. Sometimes with serials, I’m permitted a longer perusal – I get a little more involved, like hearing their thoughts and seeing the consequences of their actions and their reactions to the same. It happens whether the characters want it or not. Books are my windows into the lives of strangers – safer and much more informative.
I don’t know anything about his personal life nor do I know, without Internet searching, what movies he’s made throughout his life, but when I saw Liam Neeson for the first time in Schindler’s List, I told myself he would be someone to watch over the years. Yesterday, my DH took me to see Taken 2, and I knew I had been right. The guy’s a great actor. I don’t care that it’s a sequel – because I hadn’t seen the first, I enjoyed the sequel all by itself. I didn’t recognize Neeson’s role, Bryan Mills, from any books I had read, even though the storyline seems to be culled from a myriad of other “clandestine-spy-operative-covert-war-mercenary” stories out there in novel-land. After all, that’s how James Bond got started 50 years ago in the movies. (Sean Connery – be still my heart – he still has the moves even now.) So, if anyone out there in bloggerland knows the books this movie was “taken” from, please let me know. I’m not gonna search for Bryan Mills through the bazillion novels with the title of Taken. I’ll just say I enjoyed the movie.
So. While we’re waiting for the feature to start, we get a glimpse of new movies rapidly approaching. My husband and I rate the trailers ourselves – “must-miss”, “must-watch”, “maybe”. Most of what we saw in the trailers were “must-miss”. Ouch. I know the trailers are usually themed along with the feature and in this case, most of them were of the “spy-vs-spy” category. I didn’t see anything that I wanted to put on my “looking-forward-to” list. At least not right now. But that doesn’t mean there’s not a good movie to watch. After dinner last night, we watched Brigadoon. That’s a wonderful musical love story with Cyd Charisse, Gene Kelly and Van Johnson. And yes, my husband watched it with me. Payback. I pick the Netflix movies, he picks the theatre runs.
Finally, one last actor – Tom Cruise. I have absolutely enjoyed Lee Child’s Jack Reacher novels. In my mind, Reacher is a rugged 6-5, 250 pounds, so it’s a stretch for me to see Cruise as Reacher, no matter how pretty he is. However, One Shot is one of Child’s best Reacher stories IMHO, so I’ll reserve judgment until I see the film. Trailers just don’t do enough except tease the imagination. And I do like Cruise as an actor. Enjoy the movies!