ii. film archive: auntie mame (1958)
i don't even really remember who first showed me auntie mame; if it was my mother, or grandmother. i suppose in the long run it doesn't really matter because the movie is such an equal part of both, and what they mean to me. it's a movie that is so strikingly good, and while i babble about favorites a lot, this one is it. my number one. it's a simple story, really. there's a woman named mame. her brother dies, his child is orphaned, and she takes him in. it follows her life, her ups and downs, the trials she endures raising the kid, and for all intense purposes, it's a story that no one knows, or if they do, don't think much of. it means a lot to me, though. and i think it's a damn shame that it's such an unknown film. like a lot of the things i love, i can't tell you exactly what draws me to it so much. it's probably the humor, or the fact that even nearly 60 years later, it still contains relevant themes, and an important mes...
