I used my bridge last evening that Neil set up for me. I clawed it, I drank some water, and then he gave me foam. Neil and Eric were watching something they’d recorded. It’s on “The List,” which they’re always worried about keeping up with and then deleting stuff. I wish they'd record That Darn Cat! because I've heard them talking about it and I bet it's purr-fect.
1 My Mom would take me to movies as a kid, but the rating system and its policing by ‘cinema’ staff was much more stringent in Britain than the U.S. We did get to see Fiddler on the Roof in 1973 and, even though I whispered a ton of questions (including how long it would go on because it was three hours and I was seven), I still remember the grays and browns of the art direction. It was a poor, lively, village in the middle of nowhere Russia and it was about to be destroyed by both the Cossacks and the younger generation. I’ve seen it onstage and it looked so bright and fake; the movie captured both the hope and the despair.
Usually whoever plays Tevye is heaped with praise. However, Topol nailed it by not overplaying the role. It also helped that he was younger and physically smaller than other actors playing the part before and since because he did not overpower the rest of the cast. (Later I got in a huff and wouldn’t accompany my Mom to see The Way We Were. She went on her own and didn’t come back for five hours because she sat through it a second time. I kick myself still that I didn’t see it with her).
2 My Mom would try to get us into movies like All The President’s Men and Annie Hall in England and it never worked out because the rating system was harsher in terms of the age cut-offs and the ticket sellers checked everyone and had no problem kicking people out of the cinema. We did see all the live action Disney films like That Darn Cat! and The Shaggy D.A., but we'd arrive late, have to figure out what was going on, and then stay for the beginning of the next showing.