Sleepless Mail

This time of year, I love to cozy up in my living room, with a pot of coffee and a positive prior plan for the evening. That plan probably pertains to chick flicks. We're talking serious Steel Magnolias, Fried Green forever. Tonight, I enjoyed sprinkling cinnamon in the basket as my coffee brewed, and kicked off the evening with Sleepless in Seattle. On VHS, mind you. Now listen, this was back in the days of yore, when the soundtrack was advertised on the videotape. I received both pieces of media glory for Christmas the year the movie premiered. The perfect follow-up to Sam and Annie is naturally, NY152 and Shopgirl, in You've Got Mail. I love, love, love this film. Especially now that computers no longer sing, "You've Got Mail," and social media has completely taken the mystery out of this dynamite love letter classic. Beyond the darling chemistry of Tom and Meg, what we notice here is the lovers are kept apart until the end of both movies. This is not our average, everyday rom-com. No, this is more. This reminds us of more patient times. Remember when John Steinbeck's son wrote his father, of the anguish of falling in love. "Don't hurry," wrote Steinbeck. "Nothing good gets away."