Yesterday was a movie day. Avatar at the big IMAX theater near Lincoln Center. After dinner and home, another movie, Das Leben der Anderen "The Lives of Others", on DVD from the library.
The former, entertaining, particularly with the IMAX 3D effects. The latter, a moving picture. I had read an article, in WIRED I presume, about a massive project to reassemble shredded files of the Stasi, the East German "thought police" and making those along with non-shredded files available to the people whom they concerned. The Lives of Others takes the fact of the Stasi, mixes with the supposed flavor and conflict of live under the East German "regime" and comes up with a quietly humane heroic story.
Now I contemplate spending my vacation trying to get on an airplane since my 8AM flight was canceled at 1AM and they ain't offering any alternative yet. Good weekend for movies since I'm not much for sleds or snowballs or shoveling. Then again, having seen the movie Capote last week, I did check out In Cold Blood to finally read. Guess it is a good day for reading.
My theme here about dreaming and white has further resonance. Besides the effect and the "power of mother nature" aspects of Avatar, it is interesting that the tribal people are played by Blacks and Reds. While to some it might seem to be type casting or an obvious choice, I have many memories of Italians and other "swarthy Mediterranean" types portraying Native Americans.