Showing posts with label The Godfathe. Show all posts
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Thursday, October 24, 2024

Link Arms and Dance

Donis here today. As I've mentioned more than once on this blog, I'm in the middle of acting as Writer in Residence for the Glendale, AZ, Public Library system through the fall. This coming Monday, Oct. 28, from 6:30 p.m. until 7:45, I'll be conducting a workshop on Characters and characterization (come by and see me if you're in the area). These workshops and consults, plus trying to finish a new book, are all very time consuming, which is my excuse for having not spent a lot of time thinking about what I'm going to write for this blog today. Instead, I'm going to share a couple of important realizations that have struck me recently.

My husband Don is an old* movie aficionado, and we have two-person film festivals at our house with some regularity. This week we rewatched all the Godfather movies over three nights. I've lost count of how many times I've seen these movies. They are like any great art in that they can be indulged in over and over and you can find something new and profound in them every time. This time I noticed that in Godfather II, Michael's bodyguard is also his valet. The man serves Michael tea, then goes off to commit a murder for his boss. I think it would be very handy to have your own personal valet/assassin. That's when you'd know you've really made it.

My second and more important revelation came yesterday. I was relating to Don the latest email I'd received from my sister, who is traveling in Europe. She and her husband had just gone through Sarajevo, and she made it sound like a beautiful and haunted place.

"I went through there on the train in '69," Don told me. "In fact that's where I saw the people dancing on the platform."

A family was at the station to see their young man off on the train. He went around and kissed them all, then the family linked arms in a circle and danced him on his way.

This is a tradition that should be revived and universally spread. It would be a much better world if it were. So I'm serving notice right now to anyone I drop off at the airport in the future. Prepare to be danced on your way.

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*old movies, not old Don