I can't speak! Well, I guess I can now. It has been a little over two hours since I returned from going to the theater to see the new Elvis movie....ALONE.
Have you ever gone to a movie that left you speechless? Since I was alone, there was no reason for me to chat away, but this affected me to the point of not even wanting to smile. I never turned on the radio because I was not ready to have my internal, emotional, mental psyche interrupted.
Johnny asked me about the movie and I muttered something, but headed out to the hot porch to unwind from my thoughts. After a little bit, the heat drove me in and I popped a can of Sprite. I told Johnny that if I was a drinking woman, I would have had something stronger.
Then I proceeded to describe to him the feelings I had after seeing this flick, but I was having trouble speaking about it. The words weren't coming that would adequately describe how much I was affected by an Elvis movie. Of course all movies are a work of fiction in one way or another. Let's face it, the bottom line of a movie is money. So is this movie factual, probably not in all cases, but it left me with a sad impression that Elvis was highly used and exploited by his manager, and he needed the adoration of all his fans which was a lethal combination.
Although I have always loved his voice and music, I was never a big fan of Elvis, but something about this movie left me feeling sorry for him. I wish he didn't have to live that drug filled life to perform on stage and then to live life.
I remember the day he died. It was the week before Shawna was born and I was setting in the car at a lumber company on I35. Stunned! Even though I knew he was not performing well on stage anymore and most of us knew or thought it was because of drugs. I think most of us assumed that Elvis would live forever. He was a life force, after all. But it happened and it stunned the world.
If there aren't awards in every category for this movie, I will be stunned. Oh Nancy, I wish you had been alive to see this movie because you would be the first one I would have called. I could speak to you my friend.
I love you.
When we were in high school, Nancy, Joyce, and I would have Friday night sleepovers and almost every time, there would be an Elvis movie on TV. In our pjs we pile up to watch his movie and have Fritos and bean dip!!!! Good times!!!!
