My phone rang just as the last student to leave closed the classroom door, heading out to lunch.
"Oh, hi. I didn't think you were going to answer," my brother Andy said into my ear.
"Lunchtime. Your timing is perfect," I responded.
"Hey, I was wondering if you'd like to go with me, tonight, to watch a viewing of the movie The Artist?" he asked.
"The Artist? I just saw something about that on the news. An award, or something?"
"Yes. The film is making its rounds. Possibly in the running to be considered for an Oscar." Andy filled me in.
"Sure. I will go. Sounds like fun."
The Artist.
A Black and White film.
Silent movie.
It's Romantic.
And simply Humorous.
Lucky Andy.
He's a member of the Screen Actors Guild.
He chose me to be his plus one. To watch the screening of the film. In an intimate setting, filled with other Guild members, and their guests.
Lights dim. Movie begins.
Silently.
The audience is engaged. Laughs. Tears up. Claps. Loudly.
"Now we will get to meet some of the actors from the film," Andy whispers to me.
"Oh, cool." Happy about being part of this experience, I state.
I pull out my iPhone to take discrete pictures of them talking. Sitting on the small stage.
The audience is engaged. Laughs. Claps. Loudly.
"What a great group of actors," I note. "They are so natural. So comfortable. Humble. And funny."
"I know, right?" Andy agrees.
As they were leaving the stage, I openly began taking pictures. Of the cast. As best I could. Without looking like a tourist. Someone out of her league. Yet, as I looked to my left. To my right. Other joyful to see a celebrity in person attendees were also holding up their phones. Snapping picture after picture.
"You aren't supposed to be taking pictures," a woman raised her voice, training it towards my right ear.
"Oh. Ok," is all I managed. Looking at her.
I smiled at Andy. Knowing I had already taken quite a few. Got what I needed.
"That movie was really good," I told Andy, as we were leaving Hollywood, driving home.
"It was great. And so humorous," he said.
We continued to talk about the various scenes. How well written the story line is. How it just flows.
We are hoping The Artist makes it as a nomination for the Oscars. It's that good.
"Oh, hi. I didn't think you were going to answer," my brother Andy said into my ear.
"Lunchtime. Your timing is perfect," I responded.
"Hey, I was wondering if you'd like to go with me, tonight, to watch a viewing of the movie The Artist?" he asked.
"The Artist? I just saw something about that on the news. An award, or something?"
"Yes. The film is making its rounds. Possibly in the running to be considered for an Oscar." Andy filled me in.
"Sure. I will go. Sounds like fun."
The Artist. A Black and White film.
Silent movie.
It's Romantic.
And simply Humorous.
Lucky Andy.
He's a member of the Screen Actors Guild.
He chose me to be his plus one. To watch the screening of the film. In an intimate setting, filled with other Guild members, and their guests.
Lights dim. Movie begins.
Silently.
The audience is engaged. Laughs. Tears up. Claps. Loudly.
"Now we will get to meet some of the actors from the film," Andy whispers to me.
"Oh, cool." Happy about being part of this experience, I state.
I pull out my iPhone to take discrete pictures of them talking. Sitting on the small stage.
The audience is engaged. Laughs. Claps. Loudly.
"What a great group of actors," I note. "They are so natural. So comfortable. Humble. And funny."
"I know, right?" Andy agrees.
As they were leaving the stage, I openly began taking pictures. Of the cast. As best I could. Without looking like a tourist. Someone out of her league. Yet, as I looked to my left. To my right. Other joyful to see a celebrity in person attendees were also holding up their phones. Snapping picture after picture.
Jean Dujardin.*Sigh*
Missi Pyle. James Cromwell.
"Oh. Ok," is all I managed. Looking at her.
I smiled at Andy. Knowing I had already taken quite a few. Got what I needed.
"That movie was really good," I told Andy, as we were leaving Hollywood, driving home.
"It was great. And so humorous," he said.
We continued to talk about the various scenes. How well written the story line is. How it just flows.
We are hoping The Artist makes it as a nomination for the Oscars. It's that good.
Love this! Sounds like a great nite!
ReplyDeleteSo fun!
ReplyDeleteWhat fun! Your brothers take you along... that's a wonderful thing no matter where you are going:-)
ReplyDeleteit's only occasionally, but when i do hang with one of my brothers i soak it up...
DeleteOh see, you and Brat are soul sisters. You might even bump into each other at a Hollywood premiere. Sounds like great fun. Do I need to send milk duds?
ReplyDeletehi kelly... yeah, isn't your sis an actress - isn't she in a born movie, coming out soon - you mentioned it.
Deleteand the milk duds... definitely.. toss some over!
Not an actress, just always in the right place at the right time and yep, she's the ticket agent, if she doesn't hit the cutting room floor. Milk duds on the way.
DeleteWhat fun...and dont you love it when someones tells you not to do something(like take pics)and you already have :)
ReplyDeleteyep, jenn... love when i do something i shouldn't and i don't know it was wrong until its too late, and nothing can be done about it. :D
DeleteLucky you, what a great opportunity you had!
ReplyDeletehi claudia... yes. a great opportunity indeed!
DeleteYour brother is a fun date! Lucky girl.
ReplyDeleteoh, yeah. thank goodness he's around to fill in for rudy.
DeleteWhat great brothers and that you all get along so well. Sounds like you enjoyed it all, and good for you. Cheers SpecialK XoXo
ReplyDeletehi special. yeah, i definitely have a good group of siblings. cheers to you.
DeleteWow lucky you. I have a blog award for you in my blog.
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Oh, thanks Paps. I'm on my way to check it out.
DeleteOh what fun!
ReplyDeleteI saw that it won an award last night at the Globes.
I love movies. I wish I could sit in a theatre every day and just watch movies. I think I enjoy the escape if I were being honest. :-)
Hi peg. I love watching movies. Great escape indeed.
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