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Click to share on Pocket Opens in new window 4: Little chance it will sell out; that a tall man will, well into previews, station himself in front of me.
Nothing odd about seeing a movie alone at 4: On Saturday night at 8: Have the urge to wear a sign: I have many friends. I am loved; drape a coat on the seat beside me until the lights go out—like Miss Lonelyhearts in Rear Window, setting a wine glass for an imaginary companion.
Wait to lose myself. Nothing to feel guilty about. I can give myself over to pleasure, to the danger of feeling.
As I leave the theater the day itself has transformed. During the liminal 4: When I enter a 4: Here are two of my quintessential movie experiences: At intermission, with all the drama of a year-old, I proclaim to myself the first movie too intense, too profound, for me to submit to another film.
I wander the city with Laurentian intensity and, on the ferry crossing back, tell a man my name is Gudrun. I have been transformed. I cut out of my dull job and head to the Thalia on 96th and Broadway for Jules and Jim.
I needed to stop watching myself.
I needed to be alone, invisible. These, too, I realize, are transitional hours. By the time the credits roll the world is waking. The insomniacs have survived the night. People are dressing, leaving for work.
The title of my new poetry collection, 4: If you grew up in the 70s, every afternoon on Channel 7 at least in New YorkThe 4: Second only to books, movies have been my great escape. Article continues after advertisement Ours was an anxious home, overseen by an anxious, depressed mother.
The oldest of four, I was under continual surveillance. I wanted to watch. To lose myself in order to imagine myself. Watch the way people dressed for a ball, sipped wine, walked across the Moors, escaped prison, or, like Steve McQueen, died trying.
This, too, was an in-between time. After school, before dinner and homework, before my father came home.
It was a sibling time. In our living room, dark as a church with its dense fiberglass drapes through which not an iota of light passed, The 4:For my 13th birthday, my parents gave me a diary. It was pink and orange with a red clothbound spine; on the bottom of the front cover, a sticker boasted that the diary “lies flat as you write.”.
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