Of French Films and Poetry Slams

Last night I watched a really great movie. It's called Amelie. In case you couldn't tell from the title, it's French. It's about Amelie (Audrey Tautou), who finds a box behind her wall one day. It was hidden by a young boy a long time ago. She tracks him down and gives it back, and he is so happy that she devotes her life to making people happy. But then she meets this guy, Nino, and falls in love with him. She's so painfully shy, however, that she can't even talk to him. It's really quirky and fun and the colors in it are amazing. This is a bit of a change of subject, but last Thursday was my last acting class, and I will probably never see J again. While I was pining, however, I did attend a poetry slam. It was really great, and the poets were wonderful. This one girl wrote a poem about this forty-year-old actor that she was in love with (she said she wasn't kidding), and it was FANTABULOUS. It had humor, and metaphor, and everything a good poem needs.

Wistfully,
Rosie L.