Strange to be almost fifty, no? I feel like I just understood how to be young.
Yes! It’s like the last day in a foreign country. You finally figure out where to get coffee, and drinks, and a good steak. And then you have to leave. And you won’t ever be back.
Oh man, do those lines from Less resonate with me. Even though I’m “only” almost 46, I do feel like I just figured out where to get coffee. Now I have to find a bunch of new stuff, or something. This sucks. I feel you, Less.
I might be making it sound too sad. It’s not really that sad! More poignant and touching than sad. A lot of it is pretty funny. Less is a hilarious character. I was laughing out loud when he got screwed trying to get his VAT refund and it brought up every injustice he’d ever suffered in his life, all the way back to his sister getting a toy phone when he got nothing. I’m pretty sure my brother is still mad about my sisters getting to watch a movie they had already seen, forcing him to miss the Mets play the Houston Astros, so I get it.
I wasn’t expecting to love this. White guy midlife crisis stuff is not usually a big draw for me, but when your character is a hilariously endearing head case, you can totally win me over.
People pining over lost loves is another thing that’s not usually my jam. When I’m done, I am DONE. But somehow, this line a character says about an ex:
So many times I had left his house and closed the door, and now, carelessly, I had locked it behind me.
well that just melted my cold cold heart. And I don’t even Google my exes. (Sweet modern burn!) None of them, not even one single exception, so if, for example, my first love is now living in our hometown and is married to a ginger, well I wouldn’t know anything about that because I don’t ever Google any of my exes, not even that one. But, you know, hypothetically speaking, if that does happen to be the case, then I’m sure the ginger thing is just a coincidence. Just a funny little coincidence that he’s probably never even noticed.*
*Insert your favorite tea sip GIF here.
