Solace, from Mad Men
I'm not sure what it is about this show, be it the angst of the main character or the sensibilities echoed by my anachronistic parents. I see the world they inhabited but new and sleek, lacking the tackiness of the 70's. A battered lamp I'd find in their basement is new and shiny in that show. There's wood, warm and real, held over from the 1950's into the Modern Era, new designs in glassware and services that never quite made it through to the present. Why do I pine for these "good old days" I myself never experienced? Perhaps growing up I always felt like there was a better era behind my family, which was probably true considering the chaotic period they were going through when I was growing up. But this show, it's proof of that period, or rather the period they grew to adulthood in and remembered best.
And Don Draper...how can I describe that connection...him and his "Emptiness Syndrome". I feel that same hole, the What's the Point cavern that pervades my soul. A friend told me last week I have a "heaviness" about me. It makes sense, considering my depression, but it's always a pick-me-up when a person tells me "you're handsome, intelligent, and creative. What's wrong?" Of course the backlash is, *why* the heck I'm setting myself in stone.
But Don...some of the things he says...it's like they're somehow pulling his lines from that old dusty verbal vault in the back of my mind. Probably a blend of leftovers from my dad and my own Heroic perspectives.
And...it's that feeling, of Draper exploring the new world that the 60's are bringing to the world. His encounter with the jet set, standing fast in the face of the Beatniks and a hefty dose of Mary Jane. He's both iconic and boy. Heroic and naive.
Huh. And that's how I feel, all the time.
And Don Draper...how can I describe that connection...him and his "Emptiness Syndrome". I feel that same hole, the What's the Point cavern that pervades my soul. A friend told me last week I have a "heaviness" about me. It makes sense, considering my depression, but it's always a pick-me-up when a person tells me "you're handsome, intelligent, and creative. What's wrong?" Of course the backlash is, *why* the heck I'm setting myself in stone.
But Don...some of the things he says...it's like they're somehow pulling his lines from that old dusty verbal vault in the back of my mind. Probably a blend of leftovers from my dad and my own Heroic perspectives.
And...it's that feeling, of Draper exploring the new world that the 60's are bringing to the world. His encounter with the jet set, standing fast in the face of the Beatniks and a hefty dose of Mary Jane. He's both iconic and boy. Heroic and naive.
Huh. And that's how I feel, all the time.