Tuesday, April 7, 2009
The Best Part of the Play was the Ice Cream…
Impulse shopping got the best of me. Seeing a buy one ticket get one free advertisement in the newspaper for a musical based on A’s favorite film Singin in the Rain, made me leap. Last Tuesday the two of us took the train to what felt like was a world away, Wimbledon. The performers were fine but my attention span was short and I found myself, having sat through the original film at least six times, longing for Gene Kelly, Donald O’Connor and Debbie Reynolds.
When we moved to St. Louis in January of 2003, a new print of the film was released to celebrate its 50th anniversary and A and I went with our friend RB to the Tivoli Theatre to watch it. It was a Friday night and snow began to fall before the movie began. A, who had spent the first eight years of her life in a Southern climate, was so excited, and when we left the theatre that night, The Loop was covered in a beautiful blanket of snow. That night felt more magical than most and I found myself thinking of it quite a bit as A finished her French homework on the train journey home.