I'm really striking out on movies this weekend--
Just finished "Delovely," which is about Cole Porter. I watched it because I'm doing "Kiss Me, Kate" in a couple of weeks, and I've always LOVED Porter's music. He's a freakin' genius. Most musical theatre scores take some weird left turns which are nothing more than weird left turns. Porter's left turns are beautiful, amazing, and wonderful. (Delightful! Delicious! Delovely!) I have no idea if I'll even be able to play the stuff in two weeks, it's so difficult, but I've never had more fun playing wrong notes.
I digress...
I didn't really know anything about Cole Porter's life until this week, when my piano teacher started talking about how "naughty" he was. I've had "Delovely" sitting around forever, so I figured now was a good time to watch it. Not exactly the feel-good movie of the century... One more reminder that I'll never be a truly good artist. I'm not tortured enough--I'm too darned happy!