On Valentine's Day (I'm only a month late with this post...) Ed and I watched Sleepless in Seattle. I'm not sure if this is tradition, but it usually ends up happening. This year we watched all the special features. The Associate Producer/Writer, Delia Ephron, had a great quote:
"Once you've fallen in love, the only place you'll ever fall in love again is the movies."
She continued, "You go into a movie theater and you get to re-experience, through someone else's love affair on the screen, all the feelings you had when you first fell in love. And I think that's one of the wonderful things about going to the movies."
I'm trying to decide how much I agree with her statement. Movies have an undeniable power and influence in our lives--possibly the strongest of any medium. Movies combine the beauty of words, images, and music to create a complete experience for the viewer...
However, I believe that literature can have a similar power. We can experience falling in love again at the hand of Jane Austen or Henry James. And, as an added bonus, we can embellish the story with details from our own memory or imagination, making it that much more personal and intimate.
I also believe that we can recapture those first feelings of love with each other. When my husband does something sweet and thoughtful, it reminds me of all the reasons that I fell in love with him. And it's like falling in love all over again.
I guess love is just very versatile. Or maybe I'm just very lucky. We can experience love through books, music, and movies, which is fantastic, but it may not be necessary.
What is necessary: good men.
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