I recently watched "Adventureland" a movie about college kids working summer jobs at an amusement park. College kid movies often play broad, but this one was subtle. I'm not spoiling it for you when I say the two characters you want to see fall in love, do finally fall in love. And you know what, I bought it-hard. I loved it. Sixteen dollars (admission, two bags of peanut M&Ms, small popcorn and a Dr. Pepper) well spent.
Love and romance look so danged good on screen. We sit there feeling envious watching, wondering why love never seems that Lovey for us in real life. Movie producers are dang glad we think that way because if we felt our lives were as exciting as the ones on screen, we wouldn't bother going to the movies.
Driving home after the movie I was thinking through my past experiences, not just with love, but with any and all things, and I realized our lives are as exciting as the ones we see on screen, and if we could step away and watch our life scenes play out from a strangers point of view, we just might end up interested enough to rent our own life's dvd over and over. We might even buy it.
I remembered Veronica. If there had been a camera following us around the summer we acted together in "Of Mice and Men" with good editing, our romance would have played on screen as titlatingly sweet as the one I watched that night in the movie.
The midnight motorcycle ride Veronica and I took would have cut well as a montage, flashing images that would make even the most hard hearted audience member try to conjure a similar movie worthy episode from their past.
Midnight bike montage: to music prototype Taylor Swift/Faith Hill.
Midnight, mid-August-it's clear. From porch and Veronica's "I'll go" cut to:
Veronica on back of bike, adjusts oversized circa 1970s helmet, Rusty helps with fastener (tight on her face, she smiles) .. cue sound of bike .. cut to .. bike cruises long dirt road (shot from side from follow car) -- bike pulls away, bike bellows low/guttural, brake light gleams, and Veronica hangs on ... to... long paved uphill (follow car shoots from behind and comes to side) pan to actor's faces as they attempt conversation... then off with increased bellowing... to... bike pulls onto dirt lane... cut to .. still night-wide shot, parked bike, pond, actors sit on large boulder foreground... they talk-they see shooting stars, they point, lay back on rock... to... helicopter shot of bike fast along straight dirt road... then fade cut to back of bike as it slows, pulls into driveway, Rusty's house-(dawn-cool-humid)...to...Veronica and Rusty walk to her Jeep parked under large pine, (music continuing), she's in drivers seat, he's standing-both smiling ... to... tight shot... they kiss... cut to -
We can all rest well knowing as sure as wood chips, art imitates life.
Rusty DeWees tours Vermont and Northern New York with his act "The Logger." His column appears weekly. He can be reached at firstname.lastname@example.org. Listen for The Logger, Rusty DeWees, Thursdays at 7:40 on the Big Station, 98.9 WOKO or visit his website at www.thelogger.com