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i am a lover of stories. so, it was a good week to be me. it began with the hunger games₁, which i loved. then kateri & i had a phone/movie date and watched hugo, which i also loved. hugo reminded us both of the fall so we watched that next. 

"the fall?" you say, "what is the fall?" one of my top ten favorite movies, thanks for asking. while i'm certain i've gone on and on about the fall here before, that's not going to stop me now - because people keep asking me "what is the fall?" 

but before i get splorky, watch this:

the first time i heard of the fall my friend, cheryl, called me. she told me to check my email. she had sent me the trailer and wanted me to watch it right then. so, i did. i squealed when i saw the swimming elephant. i whispered, "whirrrrrrrrrrrling derrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrvishes." i think i was afraid that if i was too loud the whirling would stop. i held my breathe more than once. oh, yes. i was excited. i sent the trailer to kateri. she was also excited. we all went and saw it together once it opened and it was magical. truly. the following friday night, kateri & i were at our favorite drinking establishment, celebrating week's end. our conversation turned to the movie. we got so jazzed up that we hopped in a cab, rode the few miles to the theater, made it there in the nick of time, and saw it again. a few weeks later, i made shawn take me to see it again for my birthday. its the only movie that i can think of that i've seen in the theater multiple times in ages₂.

why? while we watched it the other day we tweeted within moments of one another:

stories. we all have them. we tell them, listen to them, watch and read them - funny, sad, real and imagined. stories make us who we are and help us to understand who others our. they are IMPORTANT. we HAVE TO tell them, and have to listen. there are few things i believe more strongly than this.

my grandparents, while not wealthy, gave me the world - their world through stories. i knew lucy was declining rapidly when she could no longer remember the story of how she met my grandfather - her favorite story to tell, mine to hear. they taught me how to tell stories and as long as there are people who will listen, i will tell their stories. they are a huge part of who i am. love me, love the story of lucy & wally meeting.

so, the fall? an elaborately beautiful movie featuring lee pace telling a story to an adorable young girl. oh yes. yes, please.

and guess what? it was just added to watch instant on netflix! go. go NOW. you won't be sorry.

₁ yes, it was different from the book. yes, some things are going to be problematic if they make the other books into movies. but, katniss and rue were awesome and i loved it. 

₂ there was an unfortunate period in junior high where i went to see dirty dancing once, sometime TWICE a weekend for months with my friends at the dollar show. holy crap, that's embarrassing. 

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