Another pleasant surprise in Hanks’ catalogue*. Somehow I’d never seen this gem, and didn’t even realize it was Spielberg, coming back for a third collaboration with Tom. Going in I knew that Tom was stuck in an airport and he had an odd accent, but didn’t know much else. In some ways there isn’t much more to it than that but, since it’s Hanks, you get a unique slice of humanity and it somehow makes the airport a fun, charming place to spend a couple hours**. Or in Viktor Navorski’s case, nine months.
*I had actually seen this one when it came out and loved it at the time, but I was worried that I’d given it too much credit, so I was very happy to be reminded that this is actually a really great movie.
**I wouldn’t go this far, but I will say that it humanizes all of the people who work at the airport, which I think is an incredible thing to remind us all of as we race back and forth. Continue reading
The week of Scooby madness started late Tuesday night. I was eating a bowl of grapes in the rock garden while watching the NBA finals as Caitlin put the finishing pink *’s on thank you notes**. My new wife called me into the dining room to have me look over her notes before she put them in envelopes. When I returned to the rock garden, I found an empty bowl of grapes and the vine on the carpet. I had to ask myself how confident I was that I’d eaten them all before leaving the room and settled on 90%. That 10% chance was too much to leave after reading how toxic grapes can be to a dog’s kidneys. So I rushed our hungry pup to the emergency vet*** where they induced vomiting and determined he hadn’t eaten a single grape. So Scooby and I were all smiles late Tuesday night at the emergency vet. We thought we’d made it through the worst of things. Not by a long shot.
*I was really rooting to name this post, The Honeymoon’s Over Part 2: Someone really needs some goddamn attention.
**I had already forewarned Zack that grapes are poison for dogs, so to please not set them on the ground or anywhere close to where Scooby could get near them.
***While I nervously paced at home.
Continued from Part 1…
As soon as we walked in, it was like a dream. The room had been decorated exactly as I’d imagined it would — the only mess-up I saw was my own, because I hadn’t remembered to indicate that the Beyonce table should have the sparkly pink table cloth*, so instead it ended up on a side table. Otherwise, the “merch table” that held our mix CD name plate/favors and guitar picks popped right as you walked in the room, the centerpieces were masterfully laid out — perfect shrines to the various music couples**, and the best part was the incredible sweets table, an absolute dream to behold with all of the poofy pink balls and banners and photos of Zack and I***, as well as the treats piled high.
*I obviously never noticed the lack of sparkly pink table cloth. Honestly, it all just washed over me and I was overwhelmed with so many friends and family I loved. I just wanted to hug them all and tell them I loved them. There would be time for that.
**We spent the most time getting all this together, and were thrilled how well it all turned out and that everyone found their tables. And that the trinkets were played with, but we still got them back. Except our Kermit figurine. If anyone knows where that went…
***Originally these pics were up in our apartment as part of the decorating Katie P. helped me with for the proposal, but Caitlin liked them so much we kept them up pretty much all of last year. Continue reading
Here’s a shock: I was never the girl who planned her wedding from childhood. Although I did dress up as a bride for one particularly fancy Halloween*, I never really dreamed of myself in any particular dress, with any particular decorations** at any particular place. What I did dream about was who I would end up with***. Someone with a somewhat unique name, perhaps, and broad shoulders and a big grin. I would fantasize about how and where we’d meet, and the kinds of things he’d be interested in. You all know the rest — Caitlin meets Zack, offers ride, falls madly in love … and starts wedding dress shopping before the official proposal. OK, so I had to do at least a little pre-planning.
*I dressed up as a girl for Halloween in 6th grade, does that count?
**I wanted to joke about how I didn’t really care about these things either, but I was pretty opinionated when it came time to make most decisions. I wanted to utilize our blog colors, include rock couples and make it as much “us” as possible.
***This was always the only part that really mattered to me as well.
Movies like this are the reason I enjoy doing this “Tom Hanks Project” so much. We would have never put this odd little Coen Brothers film on if left to our own devices, and though it has its issues* and I enjoyed it more than Caitlin**, I found it to be a pleasant surprise. It still beats the days of us scrambling to find something to watch on Netflix. The day after we watched this, we settled on “Four Weddings and a Funeral” and couldn’t make it through 15 minutes. Anyway, I had no idea what to expect from “The Ladykillers” and after seeing it I’m still not totally sure, but I laughed a lot and had fun seeing a new side of Hanks.
*To say the least.
**To say even less. Continue reading
After celebrating Tom Hanks Day last weekend with a Master Pancake mocking of “Forrest Gump” in theaters, we settled into the couch Sunday night for an Easter viewing of “Catch Me If You Can.” While Gump is my current favorite Hanks movie, after we finished watching, Caitlin claimed that even though Hanks is second billed, this may be her favorite in his catalog. It’s a great re-watch. Tom is directed by Spielberg for the first time since “Saving Private Ryan,” and plays second fiddle to a delightful Leo performance and a gem of a turn by Christopher Walken who got an Academy Award best supporting actor nomination for his work and won a SAG award. Helped by a score John Williams was Academy Award nominated for, this movie zips through it’s two hour and twenty minute run time. It’s slick, fun and endlessly clever from the word go. When this movie came out, I remember distinctly going, “OMG, my favorite things all together — Hanks! Leo! Spielberg!” It didn’t disappoint then, and it certainly doesn’t now.
We finally got through this one. We lost Caitlin at “Tom plays a hitman…” She brought out the eye mask and we settled in for a movie we actually enjoyed, despite it being another one I had to narrate large chunks of*. It’s a great story that kept us engaged and Hanks was great as always, bringing humanity to an assassin to the point that we had no qualms about rooting for him**. It’s a beautifully shot movie, earning a best cinematography Oscar and a best supporting actor nomination for Paul Newman in addition to three other sound and art nominations. The movie works, even if it feels predictable throughout.
*Honestly, this wasn’t TOO much of a necessity because I was pretty much guessing what was going to happen the whole way through. Also I read the MPAA ratings so I knew what all the gore/bloody bits would be.
**This is true. I honestly didn’t even think of NOT rooting for Hanks until Zack wrote that sentence. I would say this makes the real-life Hanks a dangerous fellow, because he could probably start murdering people and we’d still make excuses for him. Then again, he just starred in a Carly Rae Jepsen music video, so I’m not wringing my hands. And he even makes the video awesome! Continue reading