Thursday, October 13, 2011

The Classics



So last week I watched Midnight in Paris. A film where a struggling writer, who's caught up doing less fulfilling work rather than pursuing his dream of writing a novel, goes to Paris with his fiance and her parents. He wanders the streets of Paris at midnight and becomes acquaintances with the likes of F. Scott Fitzgerald, Ernest Hemingway, Dali, Pablo Picasso, and Gertrude Stein. I really enjoyed this film. And it's got me back to reading some classics that really seem to capture human emotion and relationships so completely. So I'm back to reading Hemingway's short stories and I'm also going to read Fitzgerald's The Great Gatsby. I feel an emotional connection to these writers more than anything I've read before.

"...How when he thought he saw her outside the Regence one time it made him go all faint and sick inside... How everyone he slept with had only made him miss her more." The Snows of Kilimanjaro - Ernest Hemingway.

I wish I didn't know exactly what that feeling was, but Hemingway captures that emotion perfectly. But I know it's just a matter of time before I meet the right person that takes away all these misgivings I have. Maybe I know her now and we haven't grown close enough, or maybe I'll bump into her tomorrow. I welcome that revelation when it comes.