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Showing posts with label Bernard and Doris. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bernard and Doris. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 21, 2008

Ahhhhhh

The postings on this site are my own and don't necessarily represent IBM's positions, strategies or opinions.

The Sound of Vacation

This morning, Pat and I will take a bit of a road-trip to see Duke Farms. Will I think of Susan Sarandon and Ralph Fiennes in "Bernard and Doris" while we're there? It will be great to visit the grounds with my partner, who shares my sexual orientation and who does not suffer from alcoholism. (For context for this particular relief about my partner, see my blog entry on "Bernard and Doris.")

Weird how such a gorgeous, peace-producing arena -- as I imagine the gardens will be -- were at the same time apparently the occasional site of emotional turbulence for their creator...according to the HBO story, at least.

Can joy ever be pure?

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

"Bernard and Doris"

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...And Doc & Lola

Spoiler Alert: I'll be killing the plots of the recent HBO special and of the new Broadway production of "Come Back, Little Sheba."

God, I'm so grateful to have Pat, rather than Doris, Bernard, Doc or Lola as my partner. Both shows feature alcoholics and the women, who need them. Both women are intensely isolated, though Doris [Duke] is wealthy and Lola, not. Both are deeply lonely and hungering for affection they can trust.

Both of the men should have achieved more than they've managed to. Neither wants to drink, but can't stay away from it...and both of the women still stick with them.

Bernard is gay and so that seems even more tragic to me -- that he also never really seemed to find romantic love; Doris, too, has trysts, but might have revealed that she probably had loved Bernard romantically, if it would have been requited.

Lola and Doc yearn for impossible love, too: Lola for Dutch, a guy in high school that she did not get to marry, and Doc, for the boarder, who probably reminds him of Lola when she was young.

How can love get so misbegotten?

Thank God, Pat and I do not drink excessively (I don't at all due to my otosclerosis) and we're not pining for anyone else, or other circumstances. Seeing stories like these two, I feel ultra-grateful for the love I have.