Years ago, before the advent of the internet and search engines and Youtube, one might see a movie once and never stumble upon it again, which meant that certain scenes, remembered as they were viewed in the first flush of hysteria, achieved a crystalline status as the funniest thing ever.
Do such memories live up to the harsh reality of re-viewing? Not often. And yet, just last night I found a cinematic moment that has haunted me for two decades, and it was everything I remembered, and more:
"You simply must try my pies!"
It also struck me that there was a passing rememblance here to the past weeks of blog conversation at DarwinCatholic.
Collecting the Tree
4 hours ago
2 comments:
I've always thought it would be sort of fun to have a pie in my face. A real one, though. Not a metaphorical one.
I think Betty bit my finger like that once. She never threw pies, but she was a biter.
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