Do any of you have the dialogue of the scene of Barbra As professor lecturing on E.A.POE´s THE FALL OF THE HOUSE OF USHER. I remember she said she was always the bridemaid, never the bride. Very intellectual side of streisand in this scene.
This is the scene at my sister's wedding. She's getting drunk, regretting that she got married for the third time. My mom's sprouting snakes from her hair in jealousy. lt was perfect ... We've got three feminine archetypes: The divine whore, Medusa - - and me. What archetype am l? - The Virgin Mary? - Thanks a lot, Trevor. No, the faithful handmaiden. Always the bridesmaid, never the bride. lt proves what Jung said all along. Myths and archetypes are alive and well and living in my apartment. As l stood beside the altar beside my sister and her husband to be, - - it struck me that this ritual, a wedding ceremony, - - is the last scene of a fairy tale. They never say what happens after. That Cinderella drove the prince mad by obsessively cleaning the castle. They don't say what happens after because there is no after. The be-all and end-all of romantic love was ... Mike? - Sex? - You have sex on the brain. - Marriage. - But it wasn't always like that. The th century had ''courtly love'', which had nothing to do with sex. The relationship between a knight and a married lady of the court ... And so they could never consummate their love. They rose above ''going to the toilet in front of each other'' love, - - and went after something more divine. They took sex out of the equation, leaving them with a union of souls. Think of this. Sex was always the fatal love potion. Look at the literature of the time. All consummation could lead to was madness, despair or death. Experts, scholars and my Aunt Esther are united in one belief: True love has spiritual dimensions, while romantic love is a lie. A myth. A soulless manipulation. And speaking of manipulation ... lt's like going to the movies and seeing the lovers kiss ... The music swells, and we buy it, right? So when my date kisses me, and l don't hear strings, l dump him. The question is, why do we buy it? Because, myth or manipulation, we all want to fall in love. That experience makes us feel completely alive. Our everyday reality is shattered, and we are flung into the heavens. lt may only last a moment, an hour, but that doesn't diminish its value. We're left with memories we treasure for the rest of our lives. l read, ''When we fall in love, we hear Puccini in our heads.'' l love that. His music expresses our need for passion and romantic love. We listen to La Bóheme or Turandot, or read Wuthering Heights, - - or watch Casablanca, and a little of that love lives in us too. So the final question is: Why do people want to fall in love - - when it can have such a short run and be so painful? - Propagation of the species? - We need to connect with somebody. - Are we culturally preconditioned? - Good, but too intellectual for me. l think it's because, as some of you may already know ... While it does last, it feels *beep* great.
Hey Thanks! I belive this is one of the best "monologues" in movie history... I'm usually not that interested in love stories - but this actually has a point and it says a lot about our ideas of what "real" love should be like. Wonderful speech - wonderful film!
this was such a bad scene. she calls on people by thier first name in a class with over 200 people in it. I've been in small classes at college and teachers wouldn't remember your name or even notice you right after class as being one of thier students.
By the time you get to her teaching level, she may have had them before in class...or she could be their advisor. Just a maybe...my college advisor didn't know my name half the time, but the teachers in my major usually did.