{"id":671,"date":"2009-05-11T04:04:36","date_gmt":"2009-05-11T10:04:36","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.sidehike.net\/wp\/?p=671"},"modified":"2009-05-11T04:04:36","modified_gmt":"2009-05-11T10:04:36","slug":"there-are-more-things-in-heaven-and-earth-harris-than-are-dreamt-of-in-your-philosophy","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.sidehike.net\/there-are-more-things-in-heaven-and-earth-harris-than-are-dreamt-of-in-your-philosophy\/","title":{"rendered":"There are more things in heaven and earth, Harris, than are dreamt of in your philosophy"},"content":{"rendered":"
\"Excitebike\"<\/a><\/div>\n

I watched one of my favorite movies this evening. <\/p>\n

I love L.A. STORY<\/a>\"\". There’s not a minute of the movie I don’t love. There’s not a line that doesn’t make me smile. Even if this were the only thing Steve Martin ever did, I would love him for it. If you’ve never seen it, you should put it in your queue right away.<\/p>\n

I decided to write about it tonight because I realized something about myself during tonight’s viewing. Or maybe I’ve always known it, but tonight I experienced a moment of clarity about it.<\/p>\n

There’s a scene in which Harris (Steve Martin) shows his love interest Sara (his then real-life wife Victoria Tennant) the sights of Los Angeles and they stop by a cemetery to visit the grave of William Shakespeare. (Yes, THAT William Shakespeare. Just roll with it.) They hear a noise nearby, which they investigate, finding a gravedigger (Rick Moranis) preparing a new plot for a recently deceased woman. <\/p>\n

What follows is an exchange that may sound a bit familiar to those who paid half a lick of attention in sophomore English…<\/p>\n

Gravedigger: Here’s a bloke that’s been around 35 years, I bet!<\/p>\n

Harris: Who was he?<\/p>\n

Gravedigger: The magician. The Great Blunderman. Not so great now, is he?<\/p>\n

Harris: The Great Blunderman … I knew him. He was a funny guy. Taught me magic.<\/p>\n

Sara: A fellow of infinite jest…<\/p>\n

Harris: Yeah<\/p>\n

Gravedigger: That’s it.<\/p>\n

Sara: He hath borne me on his back a thousand times?<\/p>\n

Gravedigger: She knows, she’s got it.<\/p>\n

Sara: Where be your gibes now? Your flashes of merriment that would set the table on a roar?<\/p>\n

*One of those “magic movie moment” winds blows. Leaves rustle on the trees and the twinkling of chimes fills the surround sound speakers*<\/i><\/p>\n

Harris: Ordinarily, I don’t like to be around interesting people because it means I have to be interesting, too.<\/p>\n

Sara: Are you saying I am interesting?<\/p>\n

Harris: All I’m saying is that when I’m around you I find myself showing off, which is the idiot’s version of being interesting.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

Man, if that doesn’t peg my game (or lack thereof) perfectly, I don’t know what does. <\/p>\n

One of these days perhaps I’ll learn to stop trying to be witty and just be myself before my feeble attempts at charm start to irritate the ever-loving crap out of whomever I’m crushing on.<\/p>\n

Then again, perhaps that *IS* myself.<\/p>\n

Then again, maybe that’s just how we big, dumb males are.<\/p>\n

Reminds me of one of my other favorite films<\/a>\"\":<\/p>\n

Carrie: What do you do? Straight.<\/p>\n

Bo: I just go from place to place and … do what I do best.<\/p>\n

Carrie: What’s that?<\/p>\n

Bo: Show off.<\/p>\n

Carrie: Yeah. You do do that well.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

I watched one of my favorite movies this evening. I love L.A. STORY. There’s not a minute of the movie I don’t love. There’s not a line that doesn’t make me smile. Even if this were the only thing Steve Martin ever did, I would love him for it. If […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11],"tags":[117,118,179,180],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.sidehike.net\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/671"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.sidehike.net\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.sidehike.net\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.sidehike.net\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.sidehike.net\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=671"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.sidehike.net\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/671\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.sidehike.net\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=671"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.sidehike.net\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=671"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.sidehike.net\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=671"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}