I adore West Side Story. I'll never forget the first time I ever saw the movie - middle of summer (which I believe is the only acceptable time to watch WSS - it just seems appropriate to me. It's always felt like a summer movie), middle of the night... my mom was hemming a dress for me... I was probably 12 at the time. And I was in awe.
My school did it last year and they were all brilliant, especially Tony and Anita. And except for Maria. She destroyed it, and it angered me very much. I was actually the most mad because she gave the other performers nothing to play off of. Oh well. I suppose you get what you can out of school productions, right?
Anyway. I was forced to go to bed early(er) last night when it was on TCM and I didn't get to watch the end, which bothered me, because I was really in a WSS-ish kind of mood. Oh well.
And you are all absolutely right about racism in the entertainment world today. The movie theater doesn't
have to be a place to escape reality - hey, it's what brings in the most money, most of the time, but it's not opening anyone's eyes.
*waves* Hey, Marissa!
Updated On: 12/16/05 at 03:29 PM