seems that all i really was doing was waiting for love

with my cousin here, we are going through our entire movie collection, and watching almost every single one. this means that movies that have been pushed to the very back and forgotten about for years are suddenly dusted off and rewatched. (i admit some of them required a lot of force and tricking before she would watch them, like moulin rouge! but i couldnt live in a world where someone refused to watch a good movie because she "watched the beginning and it was bad.")

anyway, a few days ago we watched little women. this is the first movie i actually remember going to see in a movie theater a million and a half years ago. i would assume that all of you have watched the movie/read the book/know the story, but apparently one of my sister's more literate friends hadnt sooo i cant assume anymore.

to completely ruin one of the plot lines for you, at one point of the movie laurie (the neighbor) asks jo (the second oldest sister) to marry him. they had been best friends forever and apparently he had always loved her and all that other good stuff. she refuses. it always used to annoy me that she said no to him, because i always loved him in the first half of the movie (after she says no to him, his character kind of goes downhill). after she says no and tells him that she really doesnt see herself as a wife, laurie tells her (in the movie, i cant remember what he says in the book), "Someday you'll find a man, a good man, and you'll love him, and marry him, and live and die for him. And I'll be hanged if I stand by and watch." jo spends some time saying how she's an idiot throwing away perfectly good marriage proposals (because i mean, laurie is awesome, even she knows that), and she moves off to new york and tries to fulfill her dream of becoming an author. there, she meets and falls in love with some foreign professor dude and they live happily ever after.

someone recently emailed me about my about me section, asking how i could be a cynical idealist. how can you be both? well, here's one example how. i believe in true love, like the ones found in books and movies. fairytale love is real, it has to be, and is out there somewhere. the cynical part of me, though, believes it is pretty much unattainable. it exists in the same place the fairies are hiding out (cause they're real, too), and how often do you see a real fairy? never. the idealist in me, that refuses to give up the belief that it exists even if it is hidden somewhere no one can get at it, also refuses to settle for anything less than that fairytale love. like jo, i'll wait for "a good man, and [i]'ll love him, and marry him, and live and die for him." even if it means passing up "perfectly good proposals" on the way.

sidenote: i never really liked jo's professor dude.

sidenote: language back then was so much nicer. compare phrases like "i'll be hanged" and "blast" to what people say now. yeah...

*Real Love - The Beatles