Welcome to The Morning Read.
Over the weekend, it started to sink in. I am turning 40 this month. There's no way to spin that to feel like I'm young anymore. That is a number that used to make my skin crawl when I was young. I used to joke about making a pact with another friend with a birthday the same month that we would go on vacation and end things in a blaze of murder/suicide glory rather than face life after 40. Now, as someone with kids and a career that's nothing like what I expected or attempted, I am in such a different headspace that I can hardly believe that younger version of me was actually me.
It's made me nostalgic for the great movie going experiences I've had in my life so far and it's made me reflect on all the intriguing twists and turns that got me to this particular point. I consider the great movies in my life to be milestones by which I can trace my own development as a person. I know where I was and who I was when I saw things for the first time, and one of the reasons I revisit certain films is because I know I'll be different when I get back to them, and that difference is worth observing. When I was 19, I saw "Lawrence Of Arabia" in the theater for the first time, and it blew my mind. On May 30, the Aero theater is showing "Lawrence" in 70MM, and I think I'm going to see how many friends I can round up to join me for that screening. It's my favorite film, and it seems like a wonderful way to celebrate what is frankly a difficult birthday for me to internalize.
In the meantime, enough mopery... let's see what's going on out there...