Thursday, June 28, 2012


With Nora Ephron passing away this week, I have to comment on one of her great movies.  I have watched the movie 'When Harry met Sally' numerous times.  I think the DH might consider it almost nauseating.  The dialogue, the interactions, the inserts of old couples who have been together for years and describing how they met, makes this movie wonderful to watch.  Yes, I do have the dvd and have even bought it for a friend to give as a gift.  You need to share the joy of the story.  I also like the character of Carrie Fisher as Sally's friend.  

The great story line was whether women and men can just be friends with each even if they find each other attractive.  That idea surfaced at the beginning of the movie and ran the course of the movie through the trails and tribulations of the Harry and Sally trying to figure out their relationship.  Of course the famous scene from the restaurant where Sally is faking an orgasm and the whole restaurant is watching is priceless.  My other favourite part of the movie is how Sally constructs and deconstructs a menu in a restaurant.  I am a big fan of 'everything on the side'.   

I found great quotes from the movie that captures key scenes.  These are my favourite to savour and enjoy:

Suppose nothing happens to you. Suppose you lived out your whole life and nothing happens you never meet anybody you never become anything and finally you die in one of those New York deaths which nobody notices for two weeks until the smell drifts into the hallway.

It's amazing, you look like a normal person but actually you're the Angel of Death.

No man can ever be friends with a woman that he finds attractive. He'll always want to have sex with her.

Great! A woman friend... You know you may be the first attractive woman I have not wanted to sleep with in my entire life.
I had my dream again, where I'm making love and the Olympic judges are watching. I've nailed the compulsories so this is it, the finals. I got a nine eight from the Canadian, a perfect ten from the American, and my mother disguised as a East German judge gave me a five six. Must've been the dismount.
I'll have what she's having.
If you're there please pick up the phone, I really want to talk to you. The fact that you're not answering leads me to believe that you're a) Not at home. b) Home, but don't want to talk to me. Or c) Home, desperately want to talk to me, but trapped under something heavy. If it's either a) or c) call me back.
I'm definitely coming down with something. Probably a twenty four hour tumour they're going around.
You know I have a theory that Hieroglyphics are really an ancient comic strip about a character named Sphinxie.
I love that you get cold when it's seventy one degrees out, I love that it takes you an hour and a half to order a sandwich, I love that you get a little crinkle above your nose when you're looking at me like I'm nuts, I love that after I spend a day with you I can still smell your perfume on my clothes and I love that you are the last person I want to talk to before I go to sleep at night. And it's not because I'm lonely, and it's not because it's New Years Eve. I came here tonight because when you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of the life to start as soon as possible.
RIP Nora Ephron

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