9-hole course, Cafe Society, Christmas, Damien Chazelle, family, Getty Villa Sculpture Museum, Jacques Demy, La La Land, LACMA, Los Angeles, Picasso and Rivera, Singing in the Rain, Terranea Resort, the Umbrellas of Cherbourg, The Young Girls of Rochefort, Woody Allen
My husband and I visited our grown children in Los Angeles to spend Christmas since they could not make time to visit us in the “Evergreen State” (so called thanks to the rain enriched evergreen forests). Though Southern California is known for its dry weather, while we were there we had a day of torrential rain. Nevertheless, it was a great joy to spend the holiday time with our kids.
In order to make the most of our visit we first visited the Terranea Resort to play golf. Though the weather was not really cooperative we managed to play one round on the 9-hole course. The course and its surrounding was beautiful, and we enjoyed playing golf on the 3-par golf course.
Later, we moved up to northern LA to visit the Getty Villa Sculpture Museum (lovely and gorgeous) and LACMA to see the Picasso and Rivera Exhibit. On Christmas Eve and Christmas Day we spent very pleasant time with our children. It seems as if we had never spent so much time with them in such a short time. During this visit we also watched Woody Allen’s “Cafe Society,” (which was rather unpopular with our children) on Amazon, and Damien Chazelle’s musical “La La Land” in a nearby movie theater. Both “Cafe Society” and “La La Land” told variations of familiar story of ‘boy meets girl, boy loses girl, boy gets girl.” However, the end results were quite different: while “La La Land” is a successful, soaring escapist crowd pleaser, “Cafe Society,” obviously, is not. The reason for this seems to me that while the creators of “La La Land” are very aware that the film is a total fantasy (as stressed in the initial musical scene of an LA traffic jam which sets the tone – compare this scene with the traffic jam scene from Godard’s “Weekend”), “Cafe Society,” replete with nostalgia, nevertheless lacks awareness of its being a fantasy. In addition, “La La Land,” whose musical scores reminded me of French filmmaker Jaques Demy’s “The Umbrellas of Cherbourg” and “The Young Girls of Rochefort” rather than the music of “Singing in the Rain,” was blessed with terrific lead actors. I would not mind seeing “La La Land” again at all.