Sera Tu Sonrisa
Elvis Crespo, one of my favorite Latino singers, has a song that says, “Algo en tu cara me fascina. Algo en tu cara me da vida. Sera tu sonrisa?” Translated verbatim those lines are, “Something in your face fascinates me. Something in your face gives me life. Can it be your smile?” This weekend, I discovered that it is in fact, “his” smile. Friday night, the HOE and I had an amazing date that included an intimate dinner, followed by a trip to the cinema where we saw Pride (review to follow). Following the movie the HOE showed-off his planning skills as the sweet smell of vanilla and white tulips filled his apartment. He had paid close attention in our previous discussions and had taken the time to have my favorite cuddle cues strewn around the crib. When we arrived he hit the CD shuffle and my ears were filled with soft ballads. He then lit the candles and dimmed the lights before making us two tasty cocktails and asking me to dance. We danced in front of the full-length mirrored walls in his living room and as I caught glimpses of us in the warm room, I was transported to another place. I became a voyeur of sorts, able to appreciate my own wonderful moment. As our clothes fell to our feet, our bodies melded and our reflections were a priceless moment seared in my memory well after I awoke in his bed at 3:30 a.m. He tried pulling me back to bed, but I mentioned that we both had full days on Saturday and it was best that we tried to get some rest. The idea of sleeping in his bed all night was enchanting, but I realized I wouldn’t be doing much sleeping next to this beautiful man. When I finally got into my own bed, I smiled myself to sleep and was awakened by White Chocolate’s call asking if we were still on for Saturday evening. I quickly said that I’d have to reschedule for late this week and fell back off to dream of the HOE’s smile. I didn’t do much better at keeping my date on Sunday and I cancelled with DJ to rejoin the HOE again for dinner and an incredible end to my weekend. So, yeah…I guess you can say it is his, “Sonrisa.”
Pride, the new movie starring Terrence Howard, Bernie Mac, Kimberly Elise and Tom Arnold takes us back to the 1960s and a time when black men jumping into a pool would render it useless and dirty. It is based loosely on the life of Jim Ellis, an out-of-work college graduate who once had dreams of being a swimming phenomenon. After a disappointing run at finding work, Ellis is given a menial position with the Philadelphia Department of Recreation (PDR) where he transforms a soon-to-close facility into a place of dreams recaptured and lives transformed. Now this may sound like a speedy review, but the storyline is a good one. All the feel-good qualities and requisite tear-jerk moments should be there, but they’re not. You’ll find that Howard’s cry-on-command performance leaves you dry and Elise’s 70s inner-city councilwoman’s hard-edge, don’t connect. What we’re left with is a worthy story that would have been better served as a one-hour documentary on the Biography channel. As for the eye-candy value of the film, the tight fitting clothes of the era will make you sigh for a time when men were okay showing you what they were working with, while the bathing suit scenes make you rethink that farfetched notion that you could be a towel boy, but in the end, your pride should take over and you’ll be disappointed that you didn’t just purchase the Guys Gone Wild DVD for the same price as those two movie tickets.
What movie stirs the most heart wrenching emotions for you and why?
Keep passin’ the open windows….