All dressed up, and trying to be romantic! Maybe this is a reflection of why we all lean so heavily on Hallmark holidays and traditional reminders. This chimp is a champ. Although he would probably prefer to be out swinging from the treetops, he is trying SO hard to live up to the romantic expectations of this day!
It is a romantic day for me… the forty-eighth anniversary of our engagement. Hard to believe! Instead of going out for dinner as planned, all those years ago, we spent over an hour stuck on the Queens Park Circle in Toronto, snowbound in one of the worst storms in the city’s history. I ended up putting on my engagement ring for the first time in the doorway of the tiny downtown apartment I was sharing with another beginning teacher, a friend from university. So we don’t go out to dinner to remember. But there are fresh flowers on the kitchen table, and my husband is at the piano playing Gershwin.
I have been thinking about films recently, and asked myself to choose the greatest love stories on film. My choices may surprise you; they did me!
For sheer power of characterization, sensitivity, and tragedy I would choose Brokeback Mountain. With beautiful outdoor settings, likeable ordinary people, moral ambiguity and temptation, overwhelming love: Annie Proulx’s story made a wonderful film. With heart wrenching scenes of emotional and moral conflict and a devestating conclusion, I found it honest, convincing, and not in the least embarrassing. The friend I saw it with hated it. Her loss!
Much the same could be said about my other choice. But that will have to wait until tomorrow.
Meanwhile here is Sarah Brightman singing This Love with images from Brokeback Mountain. “Viewer discretion is advised.”
And Sarah again, from Phantom of the Opera, with The Music of the Night
I have included the lyrics for both! Happy Valentine’s Day!
This love is a strange love
A faded kind of day love
I think I’m gonna fall again
And even when you held my hand
It didn’t mean a thing
Never has to say love
Doesn’t know it is love
Doesn’t have to say love
Doesn’t need to be love
Doesn’t mean a thing
“The Music of the Night”
Night-time sharpens, heightens each sensation Darkness stirs and wakes imagination Silently the senses abandon their defences …
Slowly, gently night unfurls its splendour Grasp it, sense it – tremulous and tender Turn your face away from the garish light of day, turn your thoughts away from cold, unfeeling light – and listen to the music of the night …
Close your eyes and surrender to your darkest dreams! Purge your thoughts of the life you knew before! Close your eyes, let your spirit start to soar! And you’ll live as you’ve never lived before …
Softly, deftly, music shall surround you … Feel it, hear it, closing in around you … Open up your mind, let your fantasies unwind, in this darkness which you know you cannot fight – the darkness of the music of the night …
Let your mind start a journey through a strange new world! Leave all thoughts of the world you knew before! Let your soul take you where you long to be ! Only then can you belong to me …
Floating, falling, sweet intoxication! Touch me, trust me savour each sensation! Let the dream begin, let your darker side give in to the power of the music that I write – the power of the music of the night …
You alone can make my song take flight – help me make the music of the night . . .