Pondering narration

I was pondering my wankery from last night [read it however you wish]. After reading a review of the film [this has been discussed elsewhere], I was thinking about my opinion of the Dustin Hoffman character. The reviewer said he was given the funniest lines, but I only remembered how I hated him at the end of the movie. I realised that I hated him because he almost stood in the way of the 'happily ever after'. And then I realised that I wanted that 'happily ever after' ending. I was one of those romantics. It was my knee-jerk, my gut, my reflex. I couldn't help it, but I wanted a soppy ending.

My disgust for the film's ending [as manifest in this] came in the moments after I left the cinema, it probably being a disgust in myself. How could I stoop to the lowest common denominator? [It's Bill Pullman, not Bill Paxton!]

In the shower tonight, I had another of those moments, thinking about Sarah Jessica Parker. I came up with a question of inversions that was worthy of Carrie Bradshaw: Do we become stupid because we're romantics, or does our ignorance make us romantics? Well, I for one could imagine her narration of the sentence as the camera followed the cursor across this screen...

I'm going to leave that question for now, and just wonder how one of Carrie's columns would read, without the help of its dramatisation. Without her voice in my head. Did I read High Fidelity before I saw the film, or the other way round? It makes a difference, either having Rob Fleming as John Cusack, talking directly to me through the screen about what Laura might tell Liz were the reasons for the breakup, or Rob Fleming as some guy with a leather jacket, maybe a forced London accent, and no face.

I rewatched the Scorsese double of Goodfellas and Casino recently. There he is, Henry Hill, the soon-to-be nobody, in court, deciding to ignore the other characters and up from the witness box, talking directly to me, about how he'll get noodles with ketchup instead of spaghetti with marinara sauce. Why do they talk to us like we exist?

Dunno, just wondering, really. Read into this however you wish.