Tribute, Rodanthe and Me

First, I want to thank Cajoh who wrote a Tuesday Tribute, which I am a part of, you can read the post here. Quite a few of my blog friends are also mentioned and I think it is great to see their answers to Cajoh's questions, and why this blogger is tributing them...if that is a word, LOL!! So thank you Cajoh, that is so nice!! And I SO appreciate the comparison to Siskel and Ebert!! :)

Actually, LOL, I watched a movie tonight I had never seen before. I watched "Nights in Rodanthe" starring Richard Gere and Diane Lane. Okay, I would definitely say this is a chick flick....you guys who watch them too, GO YOU! It made me laugh, go awwww, cry, etc. And it is a romance also, thus it is totally a chick flick.

Adrian (Lane) has been seperated from her husband for 7 months. He cheated and she has been trying to get herself over this horrible bump in the road, while taking care of their two children, including a teen daughter who seems to loathe her. While her kids are with Dad, she is going to Inn-sit for her BFF in Rodanthe. Before cheater leaves, he tells Adrian he wants them to get back together, which is just a bit too much for her to talk about right THEN, so she says they will talk when he gets back, she needs time to think. She heads to the Inn, where she will have all of one client while BFF is gone. BFF hates the cheater, pleads with Adrian not to take him back. ( I personally agree)

Paul (Gere) is a doctor, who seems just plain lost. He seems sad and angry and lonely. He is the one client at the inn. He seems to be there not to enjoy the gorgeous scenery or anything about the town, there is something dark weighing him down. He doesn't even appreciate the inn, and people I WANT to live in that Inn!! It is unbelievably amazing, all the nuances and decks, all on a pristine beach. Adrian tries to treat him as a normal guest but he doesn't want to be that alone, so he joins her for dinner in the kitchen. And things are revealed, her husband wandering and now wanting back into their life, he having a son who barely knows him. And that he is a doctor and something bad happened, you see through his flashbacks.

As the movie progresses you see that they are both lost, in some way, and they begin to be honest with the other, painstakingly so. And through some snooping on Adrians' part, you find out what Paul is in Rodanthe for, and why he is being such a....jerk about it. Why he feels he can't do what needs to be done. Why he is scared. You see why Adrian is so uncertain about taking her husband back, when he tells his children about wanting to get back together with their Mom and that Mom hasn't jumped at the chance (not that they even know WHY their parents seperated) which makes her the bad guy. She wants her kids to be happy...does she have to sacrifice what she had dreamt of for their happiness? When she first met her husband, she was an artist, she worked with wood, but because of how her life went, the art was put away, her dreams put away. Why? Does it have to be like this?

So a connection is made as they deal with what they are going through and the storm that begins to rage around them. The extent of their connection? No, I am not going to ruin it! Does Adrian take her husband back? Can Paul find peace and forge a relationship with his son, a doctor working in Ecquador? Can either of them find the happiness they so obviously need and crave? Will their happiness be together or apart, in seperate lives? And what about the twist you are not expecting? How will it impact one or both of them? And their children...can they be happy with their parents decisions, and can they be close again?

Grab your tissues ladies and watch this movie. Diane Lane is an actress I love, and she and Gere both deliver in this movie. What I like about Diane Lane is she lets the audience FEEL what she is feeling. She is not just showing you what her character feels, but letting you inside the characters' heart and soul. I mean, you people HAVE seen Under The Tuscan Sun right?!! Amazing, that is a MUST SEE if you have not seen it, kiddies.

Today is a low day. It is just one of those days where you are in the dumps, and your mind will not shut up. A thousand things you don't want to think about are swirling around your brain, making you miserable. I am TRYING to use the imagery my Mom gave me. Play "Whack-A-Mole" in my head. Each time a thought pops up, slam the crap out of it like those bloody moles, pushing it out of my head. Is it not totally working, not always, but sometimes I see the image of taking that big soft hammer thing and slamming down on a thought, making it go away, and it is nice. Thus, I give you all the Whack A Mole technique invented by MY Momma. Feel free to use it. Seriously, this is the one thing I was really good at in therapy. Visual techniques. I still use them obviously, from this whole paragraph. LOL.

Ohhh it is 12:17am, Happy Wednesday people!