I saw the most astonishing movie yesterday. It was poignant and funny, and thought provoking, and explored something we all suffer from: getting older. I know I’m always going off about movies, but really, this movie was one of the best things I’ve ever laid my eyes on. Not kidding, or exaggerating, even a little. I’M NOT.
It’s called Youth.
Michael Caine and Harvey Keitel are the main characters, who are both at the top of their games at 82 and 76 respectively (which all alone gave me a lot of hope about getting older). And Paul Dano, Rachel Weisz, and Jane Fonda are in it, as well. Oh yeah, and the Swiss Alps, with all their fertile natural beauty, and kockout views.
And it just so happened that the Coolidge Corner Theater, where I saw it, was giving Jane Fonda an award last night, so she came and did a Q & A after the movie, which was really fun. She is smart, warm, at ease, and has no attitude. She is also so insanely young looking, I could be mistaken as her great grandmother. But more importantly, Jane has so clearly not allowed age to diminish her. This is what I’m after. To remain relevant and vital and curious until the end.
It was a perfect afternoon. Just perfect.