The hectic day of escape encompassing a flight from Will Rogers World Airport to Atlanta, rental car run to the hotel, and check-in to the Hilton was finally coming to an end in the way it should for two married adults, alone and away from their kids on their 8th anniversary getaway....
We watched a movie.
Hey, this is a PG-13 blog, all right.
Which brings me to The Lake House.
Of all the selections on the Atlanta Hilton in-room movie service that were available, this was the one movie that I thought both myself and my beloved could sorta get into.
My wife is a real girly-girl when it comes to movie selections.
Nothing in space (too dark and depressing), nothing with guns or violence (please...), nothing teenage-sex-comedy-ish (too sophomoric), nothing slapsticky (unless Adam Sandler is in it...he's on her "list" -- go figure), and nothing scary, gory or bloody.
"Chick-flick" was coined to describe my wife's taste in cinema paradiso.
Back to, The Lake House.
From the movie trailer, my wife deduced that this movie was a love story where two people had to overcome insurmountable odds to be together in the end.
Same trailer, same tv, same room, same space/time continuum, yet I deduced that the plot centered on a mysterious two-year difference in the time line between two people who were inexplicably communicating with each other across the space/time continuum rift.
Space/Time Continuum? You know. Separate time lines. Step on an ant in one time line, and you may not exist in this time line kinda stuff.
Even a casual sci-fi fan and viewer of Star Trek (any of them -- they loved messing with the STC) can grok the concept. Back to the Future did a pretty good 80's job of introducing the STC to the masses in a way that wasn't too difficult to get a handle on.
I find space/time continuum plot lines interesting to watch, if only to see how the filmmakers have fun with it...even in a love story. Does a little movie called Somewhere in Time ring any bells. Thought so.
Keanu didn't get to say "whoa." Sandra Bullock didn't get to jump a Santa Monica bus. There was kissing and love letters and all the formulaic elements required of a good off-the-rack Hollywood movie.
And then there was the space/time continuum stuff, which I enjoyed getting my head around, but which totally confused my wife.
As many times as I attempted to explain how one character affected change in the other characters life, just by virtue of existing in the same time line, only at different points, she would tell me how silly the whole concept seemed to her.
I even went so far as to try to act out, right there in room 1707 of the Atlanta Hilton, in my boxer shorts, how the space/time continuum explains an important plot element in the movie.
To no avail.
Note to self. In the future, or at least at some distant point along my current time line, leave science out of any romantic dramady screenplays I attempt to write.
Venus and Mars. Venus and Mars.
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Are we married to the same woman?
My wife actually has a master's degree in mathematics, and there's no doubt in my mind I would get a question every few minutes.
Its a bit tough to follow the dialouge when you're answering questions.
Well done. Far more eloquent than my summary! I like how you to referenced Back to the Future though. haha
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