This evening has been one of knitting, canasta, and movies. The canasta is online -- never can seem to find enough people to get a good evening of it going -- but we have fun anyway. The knitting currently is EZ's BSS, and whaddyaknow -- if you actually put time into your knitting, you actually make progress! Who knew?
The movies started off with When Harry Met Sally, an oldie but goodie that everyone should be familiar with. If only for the faking it scene. From there I went to a movie in my collection that piqued my interest when I saw it on the shelf, but I have not yet watched: Mrs. Henderson Presents. I dearly love to watch Dame Judy Dench in movies, and this was no exception. Before watching the movie, I had no idea that it was truly about London during the 2nd World War, and the realism during the bombing of London was very...hm - startling? poignant? Whatever - it resonated with me very much. I am blessed to not have lost any family members to war in this generation or the last, although I have many family members who have served in the military and have in fact been involved in one or more wars. If the Windmill Theatre no longer exists, it is a shame, because that theatre filled a very real need - a need for hope and entertainment in a time when it was hard to find any. At any rate, I do highly recommend this film (but not to the under-18 crowd as there is full nudity of both sexes in it).
(Aside: sadly it may still exist but only as a nudie show, which eliminates its value imnsho in the arts. If I am mistaken about its status, please do let me know!)