I’m not sure I don’t know I think the guy in the hat did something terrible

by Lorin Michel Tuesday, April 8, 2014 1:15 AM

It happened again. Something popped into my head last night for absolutely no reason and it has been rattling around in there ever since. It was a line from The Big Chill, a favorite movie of mine from the 1980s, one that doesn’t hold up as well as I’d hoped but that still holds a special place in my heart. Part of it is Kevin Kline. I’ve always had a bit of a crush on him. And I love the interaction of the characters. It’s easy and it’s fun.

It makes me wonder whatever happened to Lawrence Kasdan, the mastermind who wrote that as well as two other Kevin Kline flicks I’m partial to (Silverado and Grand Canyon), and one that’s just OK (French Kiss). I’m not a big fan of Meg Ryan. Kasdan was evidently nominated for a screenwriting Oscar for several of his films including The Big Chill and Grand Canyon. He’s still working, like just about everyone who has ever been in Hollywood but his profile is lower. He’s a great writer with an incredible ear for believable dialogue. Robert Towne (of Chinatown and Tequila Sunrise fame) is also blessed with this trait.

Side note: Tequila Sunrise remains a personal guilty pleasure flick even though it’s truly a horrible film. The dialogue is good but the plot is contrived. What makes me love it though is that it is complete eye candy. The setting in the South Bay of Manhattan Beach, the sunsets. Michelle Pfeiffer is simply exquisite, Mel Gibson’s eyes never looked more turquoise. And Kurt Russell is just delicious.

Full disclosure: I have long been a huge Kurt Russell fan. I think it’s the hair.

Where was I? Oh, yes. The Big Chill and the obscure piece of dialogue that popped into my feeble brain to take up permanent residence.

I’m not sure I don’t know I think the guy in the hat did something terrible

It got me to thinking about what it all means and this is what I’ve come to. It’s about doubt and wonder and possibility. I find myself unsure much of the time. I’ve always distrusted those who are so sure of what they’re so sure of because I’m not sure of anything. It’s probably because I think too much. But I know I’m not sure of what tomorrow will bring, or the next. The only thing I know is yesterday.

I know I don’t know what’s going to happen ever and I’m OK with that. It’s called life. We go through it, waking in the morning after a sleepless night because we’re worried about money, bills, a relationship, a job. We’re thinking about where we’ve been, what we’ve done, who we’ve loved, where we’re going. None of us knows anything because how can we? If there is a plan, we are not privy to it, and who are we to expect to. The universe has plans for us and it will get to us when it’s good and ready and not a minute before.

I’m not sure and I don’t know when it’s going to happen, and I am strangely OK with that. Because the uncertainty is called life. It will be whatever it will be whenever it will be and I’m Ok with that, too.

Yes I wonder and I think and I imagine and I hope but I have no power, I only have dreams and desire and perseverance. And on the days I don’t, I think it’s because the guy in the hat did something terrible. 


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4/8/2014 11:31:55 PM #

What was the line of dialogue then?

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