Last night watched the Buster Keaton silent film "Our Hospitality", followed by "Memento"... Buster Keaton is an overlooked visual genius - and some of the scenes in Our Hospitality show this - especially scenes on the river, or involving the 'mountain'. Otherwise, the plot was a bit contrived, and predictable here in this 'Hatfields vs. McCoys' hillbilly feud story.
On the other hand, Memento was one of those films that not only kept your attention, but when it was over, made you want to then see it again... in a different... way (or a different order - no spoilers here).
Made contact with my Finnish friend - good to hear that she's doing well. I knew her from her picture right away, even though it's a picture taken from a distance, and showing her from the back & side - not her face. She looks great. I wonder if she has ice tires for that bike? The last semi-contact I had with her she wasn't even involved with... an ABC sports crew was interviewing the parents of Matti Nykänen (the Flying Finn of ski jumping), and the person translating for the news crew sounded like... in fact could ONLY be... my friend's mother. Now I need to mail her the photos of her high school graduation, her family, and BOTH grand mothers. Looking at them, I just didn't have the heart to do either of the typical things: a) put them in another box for the next 25 years, or b) toss them in the trash. Nope. Too much sentimental value in these.
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