Take care of the Monday blues by picking up your camera. Make a photograph dominated by the color blue. #ds113
Movies: I’ve been addicted my whole life ADDICTED to the dark theater, the big screen, the bowls of popcorn, the actors, the environments, the editing, the screen plays, the music, the directors. I dreamed about staring in them, directing them and it was logical and wonderful to get to teach electives about them, even once hosting William Hurt on a rare visit he made to my class.
So for me, watching the Oscars is an annual, religious ritual and because I’m with a man who loves movies almost as much as I do, we get to see most of movies that are nominated and even more that should be. And to think, that I almost didn’t get to see the OSCARS this year. Channel ABC and Cablevision held us all hostage as they negotiated their contract and used us. ABC walked away from Cablevision at midnight. What timing! The pressure was on CV and we were tortured. At least I was…
Now that doesn’t mean that everyone would miss the Oscars. Only those who subscribed to ABC via Cablevision. So my sister-in-law In Ellenville with Time Warner would be watching and People with Verizon would be watching, and others who subscribed to Direct TV would also be watching.
Me, I was screwed.
In the hour before, I was teased with some Red Carpet online streaming just before the ceremony began, but Tuvia, who doesn’t really care about the Oscars, does care about me and pushed me to get back into clothes and head down to town to find a restaurant or bar that might be showing the Oscars with something other than Cablevision. At first I refused, but Tuvia doesn’t often take no for an answer and in 10 minutes we were out of the house, in the car, parked in Nyack and walking Main Street moving toward the Black Bear Bar and as we looked in, on every TV screen- 8 maybe, we were watching the opening of the OSCARS.
Saved! We celebrated in logical style. Just one vodka cranberry for me and a bud light for him.
And as we settled in, a ticker tape began to move across the bottom of Steve Martin and Alec Baldwin’s opening monologue, announcing that the dispute between the corporate giants who had created the problem was suddenly coming to a resolution. Pressure worked, Cablevision caved in and instantly ABC was back on every CV TV. I called my movie buddy Hilda who feeling the frustration of the online streaming, raced to her tv, clicked to channel 7 and described was I was watching at the Black Bear.
We smiled. Tuvia paid the bill, and in 10 minutes we were back home on the couch snuggling to the OSCARS in the comfort of my living room.
So what can I say- BOO to the powers that be and YAYYY to my good luck to have a man who is miserable when I am miserable and will do everything he can to make us both happy again.
What a night!