Laura Linney gets real with younger man Topher Grace in P.S. |
What would you do for a second chance?
That’s the tagline for the 2004 movie P.S., which we watched a few nights ago, having put it on our
Netflix queue as another older woman/younger man love story. Louise, a 30-something
divorcée played by Laura Linney, is still mourning the death of her high school
boyfriend many years earlier. Now she meets a younger man who has his name, his
looks and his affinity for art. Has
her dead boyfriend returned? Naturally, complications ensue.
The movie didn’t dwell on the age gap (about 15
years), which was refreshing. The story
had more to do with the ex-husband, the best friend, and sibling tensions.
Still, it got me thinking about the idea of do-overs.
I’ve written about just this thing
before: the summer boyfriend spurned,
killed in a car accident and then mythologized. In my case he returned
in a dream to deliver a message about Michael, just when I needed to hear it.
Do-overs aren’t always so transcendent. I’ve moved back to
places I’d lived before: Connecticut, Montana, Baltimore. I quit smoking at
least 10 times before that final cigarette 22 years ago. Lost weight, gained
weight, lost it, gained, lost again.
For writers, revising is a kind of do-over. Planting new seeds every
spring? A do-over.
But the fantasy of getting a for-real redo – erasing large
blunders and small goofs, getting things right after all these years – seems
hardwired into human nature. What if?
It’s an engaging vehicle for movies and books – in one
2009 book , a 48-year-old guy goes back to kindergarten and his prom night.
But what if, instead of looking back
and trying to redo your life, you could realize that what you might want to do
over is in front of you right now? In the movie, Louise reconciles with her
brother and lets go of the ex-husband as she recovers the balance she had lost
while living in the past.
My friend Courtney put up a recent blog
post that put this in perspective for me. A wise woman who just turned 32,
she wrote about how her life has moved from the leading edge of journalism to another
frontier that she loves even more: the husband, toddler, the hard work and
joy of farming in central Montana. She’s surprised at how her life has turned
out – it’s the last future she imagined for herself, but now that she’s in it,
she has no regrets, doesn’t want a do-over.
Life is hardly ever what you imagine it will be. Michael and
I have each abandoned places we love in order to be together. We’ve struggled
to pay the mortgage some months, watched our dogs die, had arguments over silly
things. But I've never wanted a do-over. And sometimes he’ll whisper into my neck, “Will you marry me?” Meaning: I’d do all of it, all over again.