I am so Jack Nicholson’s Eugene O’Neill in Reds—on everyone’s case about love, including my own. Except I’m convinced it’s not alone with our work (his or hers), or alone with each other. It’s together with our work, together with each other.
“If you were mine, I wouldn’t share you with anybody or anything. It’d be just you and me, you’d be at the center of it all. And you know it would feel a lot more like love than being left alone with your work.”
I’ve spent enough time alone with my work to know where I stand on this. There’s meaning in it but it sure doesn’t feel like love. Whatever Diane Keaton’s Louise Bryant says in this clip, it’s not that someone as romantic as me might be destroyed by certain beliefs. It’s just that I have my own beliefs, too, and they come from some tough places. I feel very strongly about them.
I’m glad you’re on everyone’s case, Masha.
This clip is amazing.
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