Had to post this.
So I’ve been scouring and prowling for ways perhaps find the perfect words and emotions that would make my heart skip a beat and bring a smile and a warmth to churn out some verses for the new beau and belle of the weekend.
What I set out to achieve is still at bay, but this is what I fell upon.
Gareth: (Simon Callow) I’ve got a new theory about marriage.
Two people are in love, they live together, and then suddenly one day, they run out of conversation.
Gareth: Totally. I mean they can’t think of a single thing to say to each other. That’s it–panic! Then suddenly it–it occurs to the chap that there is a way out of the deadlock.
Charles: Which is?
Gareth: He’ll ask her to marry him.
Charles: Brilliant! Brilliant!
Gareth: Suddenly they’ve got something to talk about for the rest of their lives.
Charles: Basically you’re saying marriage is just a way of getting out of an embarrassing pause in conversation.
Gareth: The definitive icebreaker.
Is that a riot or what? I absolutely love the humor and the underlying currents and sensitivities the storyline brought the characters together. Love it, love it, love it!
Auden’s poem is of course the highlight. Never has a poem so beautifully rendered in recent cinema.