This afternoon, I finished watching the special features in the Band of Brothers DVD set. Thus completing my 2nd full viewing of the film. I’d been keeping an eye out for a discounted copy since last time I watched it, I borrowed my brother’s set. While back in South Bend for a day trip to teach class, we ventured over to the Best Buy, and there, on the shelf in the HBO section were new copies at 50% off for a limited time. So for only about $30, each episode plus extras was mine. Score! AND with cheaper Indiana sales tax to boot. Once upon a time, Ernie had expressed interest in watching it with me–mostly I think because of Ron Livingston and his Sex & The City connection. When I brought it up with this purchase, he’d forgotten about his initial interest. So I was on my own. While Ernie was down in Kansas City this past month working down at the Coterie Theatre, I had plenty of time. Watching it solo means I can rewind parts and get as obsessive as I want.
I’ve written about the film and its connection to my writing & family projects–and general WWII interest before. So I guess this is a follow up to previous posts: Workshopping “Guns” and The War. I’m not completely sure if this follow up will have a conclusive point, but we’ll see.
I’ll report that I’ve recently revisited my piece, Playing Guns. This past May had me working two deadlines. I had my Solo Homo piece to work as well as my 2nd Story submission. I wrestled with starting from scratch for this submission, but given the state of Life and Art I had to make some executive creative decisions. I ultimately didn’t get a slot for the next round, but I feel good about my work on the piece. I received some solid feedback and totally agreed with the things to work on as far as fitting the piece into the 2nd Story aesthetic. I’ve also chatted with my new 2nd story pals and don’t feel discouraged at all. I love what the group does and hope to be more a part of it down the road. This latest revision process found me restructuring and slicing and dicing (for both time and focus) and really had me looking at things with a magnifying glass. I feel part of my problem, though, was that I was in a way trying to cram a non-2nd Story into a 2nd Story mold. Some of it fit–and some of it didn’t. Next time I can work on the piece with new found focus, but without any restraints (and I’ll have a better idea of what I’m doing for my next submission!) Getting the piece readier and readier for Battles with Boys. It’s coming….
Back to the film. I mention it indirectly in the piece. War films and images play an important role in the story. My interest and into obsession are a part of the story. It’s so damn good. I know it has its detractors and people who get their panties in a bunch over various things (various inaccuracies & poetic licenses, the anti-Stephen Ambrose camp, etc.), but I don’t get into that, and don’t let it bother me. I appreciate and celebrate it for what it is (and before I forget, I can’t wait for the follow up, next year’s The Pacific!) I love the story. I love learning the stories behind the stories. I love learning about the real guys behind the “characters.” I love learning more about the actors (especially the lesser known ones.) It’s EASY (pun intended) to become just a little obsessed. My “BoB” bookmarks are filled with things like THIS and THIS and THIS. Though I do have my limits. There are those who know which weapons came out when and who had what and noticed how they changed in the film and all that (even I, a huge Cure fan can’t rattle off remix titles like they were my own children as some fans can.) But each to their passion, I say. I haven’t read ALL the books. The new one looks interesting. I am interested in reading Tech Sgt. Don Malarkey’s (adorably played by Scott Grimes in the film), though. I’m happy to have this film in my collection and will revisit it when inspired to–and continue to let it (and its gorgeous score) inspire me in Life and Art.
This all keeps me thinking about family and history and our own stories. I caught Diane Rhem’s show this morning (not on Chicago Public Radio, but on Michiana Public Radio–yay internet!). She featured Vincent Cannato, author of American Passage about the history of Ellis Island. The subject of immigration to Canada also came up–which is what my Grandpa V’s parents did back in the day (making me part Canadian, ya know!) I have his handwritten story about his growing up there and his move to Detroit. One of my projects for the near future (I thought maybe today, but we’ll see…) is to start transcribing it into a Word file. If for nothing else but to preserve and share it. But there’s also some tidbits of inspiration in there for other projects. It’s good stuff.
All this is connected. Other people’s old photographs and stories; MY old photographs and stories. Maybe getting a feel from their lives can add to an understanding of my own history. I still have access to some things, but unfortunately not to everything.
Right now, I feel like I’m at the borderline of public musings and private journaling and things that will become other things. So I’ll end here and wish you all much love.