However, it's alarmingly clear how times have changed. Thus, I shall (imagine a lilting tone behind what I write) make a mere observation on what the TV-based Movies at this time of year often convey and portray:
Ultimate perfection is a fantastically exuberant chorus of excellent tenors and sopranos battling it out with the bass-tones to gel into a magnificent cacophony of ear-dazzling delight.
Thus far today, I've been drawn into a little-known yet charming unique old-film-world where Robert Mitchum and Janet Leigh share googly-eyes at each other in a surprisingly holds-up-in-the-test-of-time-sorta, film (minus the now-jaundiced heavily-critiqued relationships between a mother/and/or siblings in what was once viewed as wholesomely innocent actions of platonic love and connection).
The film is "Holiday Affair" - not grand, not bland. A lovely afternoon delight if you're not having sex.
With that said...as well as "...At the end of the day", including "...Having said that", I'll now end this pointless post with a cheery Happy Christmas Eve and 5th Night of Hanukkah!
Whew! I needs better movies and the party I'm going to tonight!
Look at those titS!
ReplyDeleteI'd rather not. They look dangerous.
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