Today
I was going to write a whole other post, but upon reading recent news of Nora
Ephron’s demise, I’d like to dedicate this piece to her.
Nora
Ephron was a writer and director that made millions of other women around the
world laugh, cry, fall in love with Meg Ryan and made us dare to dream of the
idea of living in New York. Nobody portrays New York like she did. Nobody else
will.
The
stories she told were filled with quirky characters, compelling love stories, inspiring
friendships and above all the extraordinary presence of hope.
What
I love most about her movies is the fact that even if they are fictional, with
the exception of Heartburn and Julie & Julia, she handled them in a way
that they seem so real, like you actually know a couple like Harry Burns and
Sally Albright, who bicker in the most adorable way, and while she might be
high maintenance he doesn’t care and he loves her because of that. Or maybe you
and your best friend are like Annie Reed and Becky in Sleepless in Seattle and
together you read into every single sign or obsess over An Affair to Remember
together. Or maybe you feel comfortable talking to a stranger you’ve never met
and tell him anything and everything that’s on your mind making a connection
like you’ve never felt with anyone else you’ve met in person.
See,
that’s the secret to Nora Ephron’s movies, she held ordinary situations in her
hands and turned them into extraordinary stories that transcend time, making
every bit of her work into a masterpiece. I believe her passing away is a big
loss for the film industry, and the fact that we shall never see something new
from her, is reason enough to mourn.
She
was sensitive and had a tender way to narrate, but at the same time she was a
strong woman who lived an amazing life.
A great example of feminine power she lead the way for many other
directing and writing women in an industry that was largely male in her time.
To
me, her movies mean so much to me, and maybe she might have thought it was
nothing, but if I would’ve had the opportunity to say it to her, I would say
that all this nothing has meant more to me than so many somethings. And also,
maybe ask her what sort of hat a butterfly would buy, even if it turned out o
be a mistake, like most hats are.
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