Movies in the Rain
Because it rained all day it was the perfect time to clean-out the dozens of cumbersome video cassettes humbly stacked in dark neglected storage ever since slim’n sleek DVD’s became the elite upgrade. Not an easy task… the titles and the covers of the out-of-the-closet video-cassettes scattered on the floor exuded scents of old mystery, pulsated with undeniable magnetism. I poured a Corona, reconnected the VCR to the TV and inserted LA DOLCE VITA. Even without Special Features, Fellini’s film of 167 minutes merited at least another Corona. I poured the last ounces of Cointreau into a crystal wine glass and drank it while I watched SATYRICON, (twice).
Slept awhile, noisy raindrops at my window woke me… over a pot of tea I listened to John Mayall and Jimmy Witherspoon… O… how that Blues tunneled under my skin urging me to bust out of the c ocoon… but it rained again all day and the next, while on the floor the set-aside but not forgotten movies demanded viewing time… Enough! Enough Fellini after THE NIGHTS OF CABIRIA but still in Rome, CALIGULA came next. What a show… a tapestry woven of naked flesh… Malcom McDowell – a superbly wicked Caligula, Peter O’Toole- epitome of imperial decadence, John Gielgud – elegant even in the death-tub, beautiful is Helen Mirren – as Caesonia, Titania or Queen Elizabeth…
4th day and still raining…
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