Indiscreet-ion, and Avoiding the State of the Union
Last night I saw, for the first time, 1958's Indiscreet, with Cary Grant and Ingrid Bergman. It was quite good, in some of those ways old movies can be good. And it reminded me of one of the life goals I'm not sure how to realize: see old movies at such a pace as to get all the good ones in before dying but leaving no more than a few months of life (where life is still of a quality in which movies can be taken in well) with none left to watch for the first time. If you follow.
It's a crap shoot, but many times when I burn another delicious one, I think of it.
I guess I could be o.k. with spending the last year or two with old films I'd seen before. I mean, repeat viewing can be grand. But the first time, with the good ones, is special.
I know they make good new movies now and then, but it's not the same thing.
Tonight I watched Three Kings instead of King George II. That was good, too, but I kinda wish I hadn't watched it so late in the day.