I would say that I am low, blue, in a funk, but not depressed. Many of you seem to know what real depression is, and this isn't it. This is a bad day.
I woke up this morning and it was snowing. Not a good start. The snow drifts around here were beginning to diminish. I could almost see a car coming around a corner. The frost heave at the top of the driveway was being pushed back into the muck. The packed ice mounds had been surrounded by small, or large puddles.
But now there was new snow, covering the old snow. The sky was gray. the wind was damp and biting.
Sunday morning we read the papers. Middle class people all over the USA were fighting with each other. One group was trying to make sure that the very rich continued to get all the benefits, and that the few benefits that some middle class people still enjoy should be taken away, just to make things even.
Then we go to a movie club every other Sunday. We see a movie before it is released so we can start a buzz about it. We are the old cognoscente. Today we saw a movie called "Poetry." It was made in South Korea. We well acted, beautifully filmed, emotional, moving, 2 1/2 hours --- depressing as hell. About a 66 year-old woman raising her grandson on her own. She finds out that she is in the early stages of Alzheimer's, and that her 14 year-old grandson is involved in a gang rape, after which the victim had killed herself. Not too cheery.
Then, just to round out the day, I have spent the afternoon doing my taxes.
Going to work tomorrow will be like a min-vacation.
1 comment:
I had to smile there - tend to avoid artsy-but-oh-so-depressing films for that very reason.
They aren't all this bad though, Winter's Bone did a good job of balancing the depressing facts with a strong heroine and the heroine won.
I'm not surprised they ignored the film at the Oscars though.
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