All of that changed with having a family. I didn't have the luxury of time anymore. I wouldn't trade my family for anything, but that doesn't mean I don't miss that rush, that sense of getting lost, that joy at discovering a movie forty years old that still speaks to you.
I can't even pick a favorite movie. It's impossible. I've seen too many. And how do you compare the comedic joy of "Some Like It Hot" with a classic romance like "Random Harvest"? Or the wit of "The Philadelphia Story" with the simplicity of "Breaking Away"? It can't be done. Apples and oranges.
I hope Pepper's interest continues. It would be nice to have someone to share some of this with for awhile.:)
