What a glorious batch of movies. Thank you, everybody, for such brilliant suggestions. So many of these are new to me. I wish we could have a film festival where we could watch all 200 of them, back to back. Think of the knitting, the group therapy, the ultimate disconnect from reality.
I think I’ll start with Mary B’s suggestion, because I was intrigued that she was so affected that she couldn’t think of a movie to pair with it.
The mere trailer for A Very Long Engagement is like The English Patient, Cold Mountain, and Atonement all in one. (See it here; Jeunet directed the beloved Amelie.) Bombs! Frolicking youths in glowy green pastures! Great clothes! A lot of crying and all-around desperation! I’ll even put up with subtitles if it means I get to see whether Audrey Tatou finds that dreamy guy who disappears into the trenches of World War I.
I especially appreciate hearing from those of you who lean toward the dark, the unrequited, the doomed. Toni, I think you get a special citation for watching Munich and Schindler’s List at Christmastime. Good grief, woman, that’s stout.
Speakin a which, my Margaret sweater sleeve constipation turns out to have been totally foolish: a grand total of 78 narrow, decreasy rows was all that kept me from finishing the sleeves. So much fear and dread, such a big fat nothin when you get right down to it.