A cigarette that bears a lipstick’s traces
An airline ticket to romantic places
And still my heart has wings
These foolish things
Remind me of you
Having watched 3 films in 2 nights largely centred around just 2 main characters and their dialogue, it's fascinating to see what the little things relationships and dialogue are centred around. can't help but feel emotionally confused as well especially since all the endings were deliberately inconclusive. Brokeback wasn't disturbing for its gay content; putting the whole homosexuality issue aside what I found disturbing was more about the blatant adultery and rejection of the family. With no hard feelings there were a few certain points when Ennis Delmar was in the car with his daughter, bringing her to a meal with his girlfriend, or when he was in his caravan hearing the news from his daughter that she was getting married, when the look on his face just so resembled my dad's. It's that overwhelming but ineffable love for his daughter, revealed just in a few words because they can't find their means of expression, and there was that whole omnious feeling of a generational curse of familial brokenness, as perhaps with alcoholism or abuse (Ennis was orphaned, Jack's dad never cared for him). It's emotionally confusing because it's depressing yet it's giving me such a great sense of thankfulness in my heart right now, about my dad, and about my Dad, that I know I'm loved, so loved, so Loved, and so blessed...
A tinkling piano in the next apartment
Those stumbling words that told you what my heart meant
A fairground’s painted swings
These foolish things
Remind me of you
And... love. So the theme keeps coming up in the films, as do in most fictional media. Back to the point about the film centering around just 2 characters and very minimally, other characters - perhaps that's just what communication and connection is. Quite amazing to see Julie Delpy and Ethan Hawke carry a conversation for the entire stretch of the 2 films, Before Sunrise and its sequel. Perhaps a dialogue is just made up of the very little things of two persons... and beauty and appreciation, simply picking up on the very little things of people? There's a quote in Before Sunset by Delpy about how these little things are just attached to each person and that's what makes them beautiful... perhaps, perhaps the world is just made up of many little things calling out for our attention, waiting for a caress, a tune to be sung in their honour, an appreciation from the wandering eye. Maybe it's the little things of this world that beckon our love. The way she plays the guitar, the scent of his shirt, his eyes when he thinks, the way she says hello on the phone, that certain grin, that certain laugh... the dew drop on a flower, the sip of coffee in the morning, the way the birds call at 5am, the sound of tinkling piano keys, the air, still air, characterised by the silent buzzing of a table lamp or the ticking of a watch... maybe, maybe it's a collection of these little things which grow into a dialogue, a conversation, communication, relationships, communities, peoples, the world, the universe, God's kingdom
The winds of march that make my heart a dancer
A telephone that rings - but who´s to answer?
Oh, how the ghost of you clings
These foolish things
Remind me of you
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(Ella Fitzgerlad - These Foolish Things)
