Sorry about the link-fest I had going on those last few posts. Every once in a while I find a link and post it up; these just happened to come in clusters. They are neat links, though. You should visit them, yo.
I was bad yesterday; I bought a DVD. But I had to, this wasn’t just any DVD, it was Disney’s Sleeping Beauty Special Edition DVD. Not only was this the first Disney movie our family owned (in VHS form; got it in 1985 or ’86), this is one of those movies, one of the ones my sister and I know by heart, word for word. This is her movie more than mine; I suppose mine is Disney’s Robin Hood, which we also can recite. But Sleeping Beauty, this was the first. And watching it last night, hearing the words in my head the moment before they were spoken, recognizing the music note for note (I liked Tchaikovsky before I knew what ‘Russian’ meant), memories came flying through my head, if you could really call them memories. It was more like feelings, sensing a different point of time. I was back in first grade, in the living room in Alabaster, laughing with my sister as we skated across the carpet, using the torn-in-two Sleeping Beauty VHS case for skates. I was behind the Brown Chair, too creeped out to watch the part where Mileficent comes out of the fireplace, only her eyes showing. We were playing with the remote, rewinding ‘that scene’ over and over again, just to watch Merriwether take the peanut out of her mouth instead. It was a bit fuzzy, and would have those lines running through the picture as you rewound it, but we saw through those lines to the humor of it.
Of course, with this newer DVD technology, not only can you go backwards, frame by frame crystally clear, you can take still pictures of a frame and save it on your computer for later photoshop fun, or even record bits of the movie, just those funniest scenes, to watch again and again. Record sounds for your computer, so “Good gracious! Who left the mop running?” blares out of your speakers when Windows has that inevitable error. It’s amusing, and you laugh, but its not quite the same as when you were six, with your sister laughing beside you, watching the film for the fourth time that day.