Four two nine one
I know that most of the time I’m a bit of a moany old git. But truth be told, I’m not actually that old. (I’ll put my hands up to the other two, though.) In fact, other than when I’m feeling tired I do feel rather youthful. Thinking back some months now, that’s probably what this was all about.
Anyway, watching films like The Goonies earlier, which brings childhood memories flooding back, I do end up feeling significantly older than my years - but young at the same time.
Where most people use songs to mark points in their lives (think: “they’re playing our song”), I have always used films. This has probably got something to do with the fact that, other than film/tele soundtracks, I’ve never really liked music.
Whatever, I know that everyone marks memories in some form or another; aside from watching films, this here blog does exactly that for me. And more often than not, I include ‘hidden’ messages as undertones to trigger even more memories when I read my posts back.
Coming back to The Goonies, a film released the year I was born, it is one of few films that successfully represents a general overview of my young memories & values - as opposed to marking a specific event. I’ve not even seen the film more than five times, yet to even think of it creates a magical sentimental feeling.
It’s also the only film that I love so much but, other than the novelisation, I don’t actually own. This is so that between airings on the tele, I can build up to seeing it again. You know, allowing it to keep the same sparkle it had when I first saw it some fifteen years or so ago.
When the film started today, for example, hearing the first opening notes of the soundtrack really got me going. So much so that I’ve treated myself to a listening of it whilst typing this post. For inspiration, like. And it worked, only what I wanted to say hasn’t come out as clearly as it appears in my head.
That’s memories for you, I suppose - unless they’re shared, they’ll never mean quite the same to anyone else.