Watched this movie on Netflix last night, because I loved the first one and I love Judi Dench. My daughter said I look a bit like her. Best compliment ever. Can you believe she is eighty years old? If I age half as well I will be smugly happy about it.
Maggie Smith got the best lines.
It’s a fun feel good movie I would watch again.
…if it is not all right, then it is not yet the end. (Sonny, Dev Patel)
Daily Prompt: Silver Screen – Take a quote from your favorite movie — there’s the title of your post. Now, write!
I really have come to loathe the word “favorite” because it is so limiting. There is no one single movie that is my favorite, but there are many that I like for a lot of very different reasons. The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel is the movie I watched most recently, which was last night on Netflix. It stars Judi Dench. That in itself is reason enough to see it.
The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel follows a group of British retirees who decide to “outsource” their retirement to less expensive and seemingly exotic India. Enticed by advertisements for the newly restored Marigold Hotel and bolstered with visions of a life of leisure, they arrive to find the palace a shell of its former self. Though the new environment is less luxurious than imagined, they are forever transformed by their shared experiences, discovering that life and love can begin again when you let go of the past. (from Rotten Tomatoes)
Evelyn (pronounced Eve’ -lin) has so many quotable lines it was impossible to choose only one. So here’s a few of the best.
The only real failure is the failure to try, and the measure of success is how we cope with disappointment, as we all must.
Initially you’re overwhelmed. But gradually you realize it’s like a wave. Resist, and you’ll be knocked over. Dive into it, and you’ll swim out the other side.
There is no past that we can bring back by longing for it. Only a present that builds and creates itself as the past withdraws.
Great acting, beautiful scenes of India, some funny stuff and some wonderful ah-hah moments for several of the characters. Predictable? I suppose so. But thoroughly enjoyable anyway.
Last night I watched Mrs. Henderson Presents on NetFlix – without the benefit of a glass of wine – and thoroughly enjoyed it anyway. I love Judi Dench. Bob Hoskins was great but I couldn’t get Roger Rabbit out of my head whenever there was a close up. And the story was an interesting one, supposedly based on fact. But then, what story isn’t supposedly based on fact. It’s simply a matter of how loose or solid the base.
A 1930’s London widow with lots of time and money on her hands decides to restore an old theatre and feature continuous nude musical revues. Tastefully done, of course. There’s lots of witty banter and some good laughs, plus bits of great musical routines that made me wish I could see the whole thing.
Now that I’ve watched one movie I quite liked from beginning to end I’m all optimistic about seeing more and Netflix is good to make recommendations. Although how they come up with the connections is a little baffling sometimes. It could be simply another movie with one of the same actors and a completely different genre.
I’ve worked the weekend and survived it, and my house is delightfully clean! (C is for Clean with a Capitol C). Hard to be unhappy about either of those things. Having someone else clean my house is one of the smartest things I’ve ever decided to do. If you haven’t ever come home to a spotless fresh smelling squeaky clean house, you really should splurge and try it, at least once. Best feeling ever. And then you need to sit down amidst all that clean and treat yourself to some cinematography. I would call that bliss.
And having three more working days until taking several weeks off is a pretty heady feeling too. Perhaps I was some kind of royalty in a past life. Being pampered seems to come so naturally to me. Makes you wonder.
Although Lady Gaga’s closet might be a lot of fun to raid, I don’t think I’d find anything in there that would fit me. Or that I would want to leave the house wearing unless I’m intent on getting myself arrested or committed.
Much safer and more sane to pick someone closer to my age, I suppose. I think Judi Dench is an amazingly beautiful woman, inside and out. She proves it’s not at all impossible to have wrinkles and grey hair and still manage to look like a million bucks. Helen Mirren is another lovely lady who always looks perfectly put together. I’d take advice, fashion and otherwise, from either one of them. But I’m also glad I really don’t have to worry much about how I look since there’s never a lot of people buzzing around me snapping my picture for some magazine or posting it on the internet. How stressful would that be? I just try not to embarrass my children. Not saying I always get it right, but I do make a bit of an effort, if only so I won’t stand out like a crazy person in family pictures.
Personally, style-wise, I’m in a rather deep ‘black with silver accessories’ rut and can’t get out. Mostly because I don’t really want to, except for the occasional deep purple or dark blue which is comfortably close to black and therefore grudgingly acceptable. It’s all about comfort really. I know crocs exude their own special fashion hell, but they’re the most comfortable thing I’ve ever put on my feet and that’s why I wear them.
Black pants, black shapeless long or short-sleeved soft-knit shirt, silver earrings, purple watch. That basically describes my entire wardrobe. I might raid a celebrity closet, but then I wouldn’t be able to blend into the background unnoticed and unremarked. So probably Judi’s clothes are under no threat from me.