Sat, 18:37: Another "pandemic movie" (not about it, but a product of it) trickles in, and this one doesn't fully work. https://t.co/8L9tBLwJN1
Sat, 22:00: We watched On Golden Pond today, a movie I’ve loved for decades. It was released in 1981—forty years ago!—although I didn’t first see it until the nineties. Seeing it again now, though, recontextualized it in a brand new way: the lead characters, Norman and Ethel, are 79 and 69 in the movie. (Henry Fonda and Katharine Hepburn, who played them, were 77 and 73.) I’m so used to watching this movie about “elderly people”—and my parents are now Ethel’s age.
Dabney Coleman’s character, Bill, also mentions that he’s 45, which is how old I am now. Jane Fonda was 43 then (and is 83 now). In other words, the characters we can directly relate to in that movie now have shifted an entire generation. Or I guess it was just another reminder that every one of us is getting way too fucking old way too fucking fast.
