Currently, I'm addicted to two things that didn't exist ten years ago.
Netflix and XM Radio.
You are probably saying in your head - what took you so long????
Actually, in my defense, I subscribed to Netflix before we got Juliette and found their selection of foreign films limiting. That was actually when I saw movies in the theater (last one in the theater was 27 Dresses - how pathetic for a woman who has actually seen all ten episodes of the very fine Decalogue). Anyway, since every art house theater in DC is gone - goodbye Biograph, Dupont 5, Dupont North - and a lot of times the art house theater in Fairfax has odd times, so I end up seeing more mainstream stuff - so now Netflix is a Tahitian orchid of culture compared to the old days when opera was more than an advertisement for the Met at the movies shown during "coming attractions".
We've seen and loved - Rescue Dawn, Maxed Out, No End in Sight. I liked Across the Universe and 3:10 to Yuma. What is also cool is that a bunch of friends just joined Netflix too so we are also exchanging lists and recommendations (hence 3:10 to Yuma).
Another digression- been watching the Jane Austen chick-fest on Masterpiece Theater the past month or so. This Sunday was the first half of Pride and Prejudice with Colin Firth. (Which I first saw at Dupont North!) And it has me pondering - why do I love Jane Austen? Because just two days ago I hated the Sabrina remake with Harrison Ford and Julia Ormond (yet I love the original w/Humphrey Bogart & Audrey Hepburn). How unrealistic that Linus would fall in love with Sabrina after two days? How even more unrealistic that Sabrina would return the affection - hello???? Mr. Darcy going for Elizabeth Bennet?????? Come on? Is it because I have to work harder intellectually - decipher dialogue and clever reparte - that I love one and disdain the other? Good old Jane Austen, great dialogue aside she is the emotional equivalent of a 1986 John Hughes movie and we love her anyway.
Anyway - XM Radio - loving to be able to choose radio that has no commercials and can suit any mood - folk, 80's, 90's, 50's, Soul, Classical, Alternative, 200 channels of choice. Love it. But I'm depressed by my choices - I know who Amy Winehouse is, but I can't say I've bought a CD by a current artist in more than four (?) years. I trend toward my demographic 80's when the choice is completely mine. Which also makes me wonder if I'll be asking for "I'm Your Man" again when the young people from the Scout Troop come to visit and do a few numbers for us in the nursing home.
What does it all mean? I guess I'm getting old and typical and I'm willing to shell out $22 a month to like what I see and listen to.
How sad.
Well, enough pondering. I'm hearing Juliette ask Evie not to pull on her underwear while she is brushing her teeth. I'm thinking an intervention is in order.
