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I had forgotten how much Meg Ryan used to own my cinematic heart...
Back many years ago, I was in love with Meg Ryan. It wasn't a stalking sort of love, or a "If only she knew how much I cared about her she would love me too" kind of love. It was more pure than that, more innocent. Back then, emotionally speaking, I was really a wreck. There wasn't a single aspect of my life that made sense or that was in order, especially where love and romance was concerned, and so it was that I came to see her as a sort of surrogate. I could watch her movies and feel by proxy what I wasn't feeling in my everyday life. In her films she was also so human, so honest, and so caring, and that appealed to me greatly. It got to a point to where I was watching "When Harry Met Sally" about once a week. But, as time went on and as I collected myself, I stopped watching them so much until finally I didn't watch them at all. Through some serious introspection and with the help of a loving woman, I became whole, and Meg Ryan was left to sit on my video shelf, forgotten.
Now, now I remember why I loved her films so much, but this time from a healthier perspective. Tonight at work I brought in "Joe Versus The Volcano" because a coworker had never seen it before, and as I sat here watching it again for the first time in years, I was reminded of how much I had once appreciated her films and the good feelings they gave me. Whether it was "When Harry Met Sally," or "Sleepless In Seattle," or "Joe Versus The Volcano," she embodied so many wonderful and quirky qualities. Her characters were never perfect, but they never failed to capture my heart.
Anyway, this is a silly thread, and I'm sure it will fade away with nary a single reply post, but I just had to get that out. I can't think of any other actress whose movies have so consistantly captured me emotionally, and certainly none who has made so many great romantic comedies. She isn't on screen like she used to be, but once she was the rom-com queen, and she deserved it. Sigh...
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