February, 2007

Sea Fever & Siren Songs

Wednesday, February 28th, 2007

There’s nothing like the shore, the beach, or a day on the high seas to make you feel like you’re alive. The seas have awesome power, they cannot be conquered, and are eternal.

The British poet John Masefield in his poem Sea-Fever wrote:

I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by;
And the wheel’s kick and the wind’s song and the white sail’s shaking,
And a gray mist on the sea’s face, and a gray dawn breaking.

You can almost hear the surf pounding the shore, or smell the salt in the air, or hear the wind in the rigging, can’t you? Yes, the seas have drawn the best of many generations. Sometimes the sea will stay in one’s mind forever.

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Flying Down to Rio

Tuesday, February 27th, 2007

Back in 1933, movie greats Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers were teamed up for the first time. The movie was entitled Flying Down to Rio. While the all the principals from that movie have passed on, the idea has not. In nine days, AoV hits the skyways again. When I touch down, my taxi will be taking me to Ipanema Beach in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil.

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Etched In Time

Sunday, February 25th, 2007

Time goes by so fast in February — this is to be expected in a month that has only 28 days. But when we watch a film that really gets to us, we no longer notice time. It passes, as it always does, but our attention is elsewhere as we are immersed in the events onscreen.

On the other hand, you have nothing but time on your hands if you are in prison. Morgan Freeman, portraying the convict “Red” in The Shawshank Redemption had this memorable line:

“They march you in naked as the day you were born, skin burning and half blind from that delousing shit they throw on you, and when they put you in that cell, when those bars slam home, that’s when you know it’s for real. Old life blown away in the blink of an eye. Nothing left but all the time in the world to think about it.”

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