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Not every ranch hand is Heath Ledger-When worlds collide

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Meryl:
Sounds like fun, Roux!  8)

*Hands you a nice, soft goosedown pillow for your sore arse*  ;D

Shakesthecoffecan:
But did you have fun riding?

You know what you need now, a Massage! :o

Toast:
My experience with horses is zero.  Haven't even been intoduced to one yet.

Just yesterday a friend and I might have been horseback riding if the weather had cooperated - it rained torrents and blew a gale.  He told me the horses were 1800 pounds, heavier than a moose and that I would not be able to drive that afternoon from the saddle experience.   

So I retreated to the Equinox instead.  Ennis and Jack would have had to get on the horse, get wet, work hard and get little pay.  Nice theme for a while here at Bettermost.

Driving home, listening to Emmy Lou Harris, I sized up the snow in themountains, there has been no snow for me  yet.  I thought of camping there to be safe from civilization and to have time alone with a fishing buddy.  I'm glad I don't have to escape like that. 

I agree tht Annie Proulx's boys were more in touch with those reality things than the movie shows us.  I wonder if showing all the drudgery of their lives would have made the movie too dark and inaccessible for us townies. 

Now I have another reason to feel like crying when I think of Jack and Ennis, especially Ennis.

RouxB:
Yes, Truman, I did have a good time. I bought riding lessons at an auction so this was my first "toes wet" experience in many years.

Leslie-my point exactly. I am grateful for this Brokeback "thing" as it has opened me to a way of life far outside my own experience-some similarities to my short, young years in Alabama but very different from my city (if you can call Santa Barbara a city) life. I have such mad love for the whole Ennis/Jack romance, it has taken on a reality of it's own and that reality is far from the real thing. This weekend pulled me back a few paces into some truth about that kind of life-trail dust on my rose-colored glasses.

dot-matrix:
It is all too easy to romanticize characters from film and books. ... So much so  we  deny the truth even when know and live the truth.  But isn’t that part of what draws us into a film or story ?  Our ability to disconnect from that often harsh reality ? If I want grit and realism, if I want stark grief and pathos I can watch the 6 o’clock news.    In fact I think it is essential for our mental and spiritual health that a person knows and experiences through those rose colored glasses sometimes.  We would all be very dour and unpleasant folks if these dreams and fantasy’s were stripped away from us.  Sometimes you take the experience a little farther and get slapped in the face by reality, like your horseback riding experience.  But sometime you take it a little farther and find the gold at the end of the rainbow like I did when I fell in love with the stark beauty, peace and blessed silence of the high desert country.  The best times in life are when art, fantasy and reality can overlap like that.

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