30 Sep '17 — A movie that jogged a memory
I watched The Tourist last night. I had low expectations knowing it’s one of those movies people love to hate.
But I was entertained. Low expectations had a role but also I’m obsessed with portegos, the living space above the watery first floor found on Venetian palazzos. There were a few scenes in the movie that allowed me to examine these spaces up close.
I’m not into how gaudy marble on marble with ornate accents look but the lofty dimensions and windows have always fascinated me.
I thought I had enough of the place but the atmosphere of the movie, especially the scenes at night, made me reminisce the moments I shared with my husband. There was suspense wandering down dark narrow walkways not knowing where it’d lead.