movies


We don’t see movies when they are released. Because the quality of the experience in an actual movie theater leaves much to be desired, we tend to wait for those little red envelopes to come in the mail.

I am in charge of our online movie queue. I can’t say why, but I have a good sense for this stuff. Very often we’ll get a movie and James will look at me with raised eyebrows and say something ridiculous like, “I don’t watch movies with ‘Darjeeling’ in the title,” which is why this latest movie sat on the dining room table for a solid week before I finally took a stand and turned on the dvd player. More often than not—in fact, we recently estimated my success rate at a solid 90%—he winds up eating humble pie for his movie snack.

Friends, last night we took a ride on The Darjeeling Limited. I highly recommend you do the same (if you haven’t already). It’s a wonderful story of three unlikely brothers on a spiritual journey through India. It is touching, irreverent—funny in a sweet, sad way—and it has an amazing soundtrack.

James, who was highly skeptical of this film, loved it, bumping my success rating up at least three points.

We watched Sweet Land Saturday night. Rent it, you won’t be sorry. It is wonderful. Beautifully filmed, elegantly played. Really a lovely movie.

Turns out the movie is based on a short story, A Gravestone Made of Wheat, from the book Sweet Land, New and Selected Stories, by Will Weaver. Seeing the movie made me want to read the story, even though the movie took some serious liberties with the original text. A good story is a good story. And I have a feeling Weaver’s stories are going to be good.