SAM'S BITTERSWEET MUSINGS ON THE YEAR HE DIDN'T SEND OUT HIS MOVIE REVIEWS...
A funny thing happened last year. I was finishing off my top ten list of
movies for the year 2002. For those of you first receiving this: since
1998, I have done a list every year on the eve of the announcement of
the Academy Award nominations. For me, it’s fun to write. For others, it
may be fun to read, though you new readers should not count on such
pleasure. Think of it more as a high school reunion: some fun times, but
mostly an informational/slightly dull experience. Okay, hopefully I’ve
lowered
expectations enough.
Anyway, where was I? Oh yes, I was finished
the list actually. I had typed it into an e-mail and was in the process
of adding all of the required e-mails of those who tolerate the list as
something of an oddity, joke, or exemplification of Sam being a movie
geek (yes, I just used ‘exemplification’ instead of ‘example’, sue me,
I’m learned). But then. My computer crashed and the list and all those
witty barbs were lost (BOWLING FOR COLUMBINE was #1 by the way). And not
having the energy to rewrite the whole damn thing, I decided to give
up. But here’s where the funny thing comes in. Friends I had lost touch
with e-mailed me quite worried. They had not received my year-end list.
They wondered whether I was mad at them. Or perhaps that I had forgotten
them. Or even pondered if I was still alive. So I came to a
realization. This list had become bigger than an exercise. It had become
a standard of communication for
friends forgotten in Pennsylvania, Illinois, or wherever they now live
(remember, they’re forgotten). My list was a reassurance. A post-holiday
coma treasure, if you will. Of course, knowing this new importance
associated with my list made me rewrite the thing, right?
Nope.
Mom's note: Can't say much...quietly shedding a tear for my talented son.
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