Milky Goes To The Cinema

Milky went to the cinema this evening with her family. Her son and daughter and husband wanted to see a film the four of them had seen a while ago, The Avengers.  This is a fine film, to be sure, with that hunky actor Robert Downey Jr., so Milky should have been happy to see it again.  But she was not so inclined, because there were other films offered that she'd not seen that she wanted to see.  And so she went into a different auditorium at the movie palace.

She went to see The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel.  Her daughter jokingly called it The Best Erotic Marigold Hotel.  Her son shook his head disapprovingly, believing that his mother was seeing some scandalous sex scenes.  Her husband looked bored, knowing that old actresses were in the film, women like Judi Dench and Celia Imrie, whom he did not find hot because they were not twenty somethings.  So Milky was alone.

But it was a good film.  A great film, actually.  And Milky loved every bit of it. There was a young Indian character who had a wonderful philosophy he shared with the others:  "In India, we have a saying: Everything will be alright in the end. So if it's not alright, it is not yet the end." 

I don't know if that's actually an Indian saying, or just something the author, Deborah Moggach, or the screenwriter, Ol Parker, made up. Either way, it makes me happy.  I like optimism. I like positivism.  It beats the **** out of negativity.  

SPOILER ALERT:  One of the characters - actually, a couple of 'em - are quite negative at the beginning of the film.  Slowly, they begin to shake that off.  I love that.  None of them exhibit the absurd Pollyanna-like positivity of some films.  There is still an edge to the people.  But they become happier, and that is good stuff.  One seeks to relive the passionate days of his youth by finding a woman with whom he can explore Kama Sutra positions.  One of them becomes happier by leaving her husband.  In so doing, she makes him a hell of a lot happier as well.  And one becomes happier by being useful, by working despite being a septuagenarian.  Actually, two of them do that.  Work is good stuff.  

You know how I look at cultural experiences for signs about what I should do in my own life.  I've written of this before a bit to you.  The whole trying to interpret songs and films and plays and artwork and so on, to infer meaning to better understand what's going on with me and mine.  Well, this film provided fodder for a bit of such interpretation.  

Judi Dench's character has been a loving wife for forty years, following her husband's lead.  He dies suddenly of a heart attack and she struggles to discover herself.  She does a good job of it.  As I watched her take control of her life and use her talents, I realized how much I want to do the same.  I'm not saying I want to move to India and teach the staff of a call center about what older Englishmen and women are like.  But I do love the idea of teaching non-native English speakers my language and culture.  I can complete the necessary coursework to get certified, and get a job in the US, or go overseas.  I'd contemplated doing it some time ago, then set the plan aside to focus on my family's wellbeing.  But it's time, I think, to pursue it once more.

I dream that my writing will be a hit, that it will be financially successful, and that I can support myself on that alone.  But the reality is that I need a steady income until that is true.  Plenty of people work and write.  Look at JK Rowling, for God's sake.  I used to be great at juggling many things.  I can do so again.  In my mind's eye, I see myself in foreign countries, hired to teach English to classrooms of people, continuing to write my Milky novel series.  I am happy, engaged in meaningful, interesting, fun work.

When the small group of English pensioners who plan to live at the Best Exotic Marigold Hotel arrive in Jaipur, they're taken aback at the dusty, dilapidated structure.   Young dreamer, Sonny Kapoor  hopes to restore the hotel to its former glory.   There's a great scene where one of the women points to his glossy brochure and hollers "You Photoshopped it."

"I have offered a vision of the future," Sonny replies.

I am mentally photoshopping, I suppose.   Creating a vision of the future for myself.  But isn't that how good things begin?  If you can visualize it, you can make it happen.
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Sep 16, 2012