a full day yesterday!
with much good news for who-we-are-in-RL about forthcoming work (such a lovely word) and so on and so forth (yes – we’re told to keep schtum/quiet/*sighs*)
so after Tasks Were Completed yesterday we happened to find ourselves in the loveliness of a View Over The Ocean and took a few shots.
which we’d like to share with you now (because we love doing that).
and then the twilight came.
and we Dashed up to the Los Angeles Public Library (Montana branch – which is on Montana Street – we didn’t need to catch a plane)
for a screening!
a Vintage Screening.
and not a Hollywood Industry type event for once.
so we have a tendency to Pick Up Flyers wherever we are and pop them in our (patent leather black – of course – messenger) bag and then Sort through them when we get home.
our friend MP in NYC used to say:
you’re the sort of person who does interesting things on saturdays.
which is true.
because we do like to Plan ahead.
well – a few months ago (are you still with us? need some coffee? we’ll wait……….hello again, lovely mug, oh! and a nice biscuit too, splendid) we picked up a Flyer at the local library and it said:
“The British Are Coming!”
we looked around nervously.
they can’t take us back now – we’ve got a green card, darlings.
but that wasn’t what it was about.
it was a Theme (we adore a Theme).
you guessed it.
British movies from the 1960s.
we were Very Excited.
especially because we Adore Edna O’Brien and they happened to be showing The Girl With Green Eyes (Edna got to adapt the screenplay from her own novel and that so rarely happens these days) which was the “breakout vehicle” for Rita Tushingham (breakout in this sense means that the film made her famous whereby she ‘broke out’ of obscurity – she wasn’t in Trouble with the Law as far as we know).
if you scroll down on this page you’ll see some lovely Stills from the film.
so back to the Flyer – it was for screenings at The Library *shivers* of British films from the 60s.
so we carefully copied out the details into our digital device and looked forward to the screening at that future date.
but a few weeks later we checked the s m a l l p r i n t
it was for a “seniors’ screening”
(for our non-american friends, this means people of an uncertain age or, less kindly, OAPs).
A Girl With Green Eyes is shown so rarely (it being from 1964) that we just HAD to see it.
so we wrote a (very nice) note to the Librarian asking for permission to attend.
and she sent a lovely one back saying she (for tis a lady librarian) would be “delighted”.
so we finished our tasks for the day, yesterday, and bought a large cup of tea “to go” (as the americans call take-away) and waited for a while near the Library Branch in question enjoying the last few moments of late afternoon sun.
and then we took a Deep Breath and walked in.
some people looked a little strangely in our direction (“how much plastic surgery has She Had to look like That as a ‘Senior’??”) but we smiled gently and walked to the 2nd row of chairs in the community room and arranged our pashmina (the dove grey/gray one) and waited for the projector to warm up.
everyone had snacks (something called Chex which was confusing because we were Already in the Theme and sort of waited for bowls of pink blancmange and a packet of orange spangles) and some people needed help with opening the packets of Chex and then we were all settled and in Place and the Film Started!
and it was GLORIOUS.
full of Verve and Lynn Redgrave and creamy lipstick and “you’re not sorry are yer?” and “i don’t intend to get married ever!” and running through fields and slipping into his ex-wife’s long nightgown (she was in America, not in the nightgown) and lots of Tears and Tea and finding your way through the world and rushing to work because you’ve been naughty and stayed out with a Lover and avoiding the Priest because you’ve become a Fallen Woman *shivers* and oh it was GRAND.
(and we had to smile at the sub-titles to help the Americans understand the Irish accents.)
the best bit?
the Audience we saw it with.
because all the people in the Library last night Remembered the Sixties – because they were there (so they remembered it hazily) and every moment of a girdle or a ratted up hair-do or a breaking-the-morals-of-the-time happened there was a general sigh of pleasure and a chuckle of recognition.
Can you see this Trailer transmission in your Territory?
isn’t it wonderful?
so glad the Librarian said we could join them last night.
and now here we are writing to you (not shown – we popped next door to check on the coffee percolating nicely)
a full day ahead.