For the third weekend in a row, I have been to see a movie at the historic Normal Theatre.
Tonight’s flick (and it’s still on for Sunday, too)
is City Island starring Julianna Marguiles, formerly of ER, and lately of the Good Wife on television.
I’m not familiar with any of the other actors, but *1* in a cast of dozens makes her worthwhile.
I would not have known about the movie at all, but a trailer was run before a show awhile back, so I decided to walk on down.
Husband said he was not so much interested, so I got to go it alone. Even sat in a row by myself, and nobody in front nor behind me. Sweet, cuz I tend to giggle a bit louder than a companion is comfortable with.
And during this movie, actually, I heard a few guffaws from down in front. Or a raisinet got stuck?
There’s a dad who has a job as a correctional officer, a missus, a teen boy, a daughter with something to hide, an ex-con, poker night, acting class, a stolen car, handcuffs, muscles. Some cussing, some implied sex, no car crashes.
It doesn’t begin as a comedy. But how many secrets and screaming matches can there be before it all just collapses into a heap of incredulous?
Best of all, there’s a happy ending.
I won’t be buying for the shelf and repeats, but it was a nice way to have Saturday evening.
Then I got to walk home
on some very quiet streets under a half moon.
~~love and Huggs, Diane