Ode to Julie Christie

I've recently finished watching McCabe & Mrs. Miller which is, undoubtably, one of the greatest things I have ever experienced.  An absolutely perfect film, aided immensely by perhaps the most dazzlingly lovely, wounded, immeasurably sad, fragile, unbearable faces ever to grace the silver screen.  Julie Christie is, perhaps, the most beautiful woman to have ever lived.      

Even buried beneath the dull, slow awfulness of Francois Truffaut's dreadful Fahrenheit 451 she shines through as luminous.  She did the same more recently, in Wolfgang Peterson's equally wretched Troy, before proving that she aged about as well as anyone could in the aching Away from Her, where she gave one of the best performances of her career in one of the best films of 2007.

Helen be damned; this is the face that launched a thousand ships.  And begat revolutions.  And bewitched Warren Beatty on several occasions.  Warren Beatty was also in McCabe & Mrs. Miller... but he's another post entirely.

Ode to Lake Pontchartrain (the Metarie Shores)

Theoretically, I'm supposed to stay in Metarie until November Seventh, three more weeks...

Causeway Boulevard

Pontchartrain

Dead Catfish

Yellow Balloon on Levee

...perhaps we shouldn't count on that.

Ode to Keira Knightley

So, I've just seen 'Atonement', which was very good.

It's painful, tragic, aching, beautiful-- but Keira Knightley doesn't really have a single thing to do in it other than look stunning.

I was having some minor withdrawals, so I downloaded the picture below.

I don't think this is an official still from the movie, but she wears this gorgeous dress in some of the most crucial scenes--

Look at the picture above.

Then see 'Atonement'.

Follow up by looking at the picture some more.

A perfect day?

Damn close.