Friday, February 01, 2008
If you've never seen Groundhog Day, let me just say, it's a treat.
It's thoughtful (and even theological, if you view it with a certain eye) and sweet, romantic and funny, and full of Bill Murray. I love Bill Murray (this Bill Murray, that is ... not the Bill Murray of, oh, say, "Caddyshack.")
But, back to this movie.
I wrote this little "shrinklit" about it a couple of years ago. Remember Shrinklits? They were funny, succinct little retellings of classic works. Here's my version, and best wishes for either six more weeks of winter, or perhaps only a month and a half.
Karen's Groundhog Day Shrinklit
Phil: at first, a selfish jerk
Focused on his fun and work
Women were a toy or game
Till every day became the same.
Quite suddenly, no rules apply
Steal some money, tell a lie
Nihilism's worth a spin
until despair comes crashing in
Suicide just didn't take
Surely something is at stake
Could it be that it is worth
Striving for a true rebirth?
Self improvement: worth a try?
Though all past ways it does defy?
Selflessness for its own sake?
Letting go of all that's fake?
Helping, saving, giving, tears
Authentic feelings, first in years
Letting go of all that's old
Lets in truth, releases cold
Something genuine and kind
Allows this man his best to find
Is this conversion? God at work?
Or one colossal cosmic quirk?