That's Wally and Cedric's post this morning and, as they'll tell you, it's nothing much. That's because Cedric was sick last night and not feeling too good this morning. Wally offered to work up something by himself and I even offered to work up something with Wally but Cedric said they could do the list and that then Cedric would go back to bed. (My husband never calls in for a sick day. So please understand he was sick.)
His stomach started killing him last night and I felt so bad because nothing was helping. I started thinking, "That kind of pain, it's got to be a kidney stone or something." Which wasn't any help to him or me.
But we had some DVDs and I made up the couch and turned the air down real low -- put some sheets, blankets and pillows on the couch -- and then we hopped on that and had Midnight on "repeat" all night. I'd never seen the movie before and honestly saw it in bits and pieces as it replayed all night. I'd wake up and watch a little, go back to sleep, wake up again. At one point she was being hauled off (at a party) to a card game. At another point, I woke up and they were playing cards (this was an hour and sometime later).
But what I really loved about the movie was the depth and composition. With very few exceptions (Martin Scorse is one), I don't think most people know ow to use color. Which is one of the reasons I really love black & white films. Midnight came out in 1939 and stars Claudette Colbert as a young, down on her luck woman in France who pretends to be royalty while Don Ameche and John Barrymore try to woo her.
I've actually seen other films (including from the 30s) with similar plots. But this one really works because of Claudette Colbert who is never an actress I think of as talented and gifted unless I've just watched a film with her in it. She is very talented. But for whatever reason, she's also someone, to me, who is easily forgettable. That's probably my issue.
This is C.I.'s "Iraq snapshot:"