Hollywood is my boyfriend
by Donyea Rochlin
Valentine’s Day, the day we are assaulted with the idea of love. Let’s be honest, our Christmas trees were not even close to their proper curbside burial and we were bombarded with big red hearts, roses and commercials showing happy couples holding hands and gazing deeply into one another’s eyes. Valentine’s Day brings a lot to the surface when you think about the emotion – love – especially when you are very single, have a custom of drinking wine and watching movies that have a contradictory look at the idealistic version of love. Welcome SILVER LININGS PLAYBOOK to my tradition.
It is Valentine’s Day, I am still single…but have taken the time to really think about the loves of my life. There are the obvious – family and friends. But over recent years as friends have gotten married, new lovely babies have been born, I’ve been more introspective and realized that I am in some form of a relationship. It isn’t conventional but I do love something….and well….I refer to it as a HE (for some it could be a she).
I am in love with Hollywood. I really am. Now does Hollywood love me back? The jury is still out…but don’t worry, I like the loves in my life to be complicated.
I can remember the first moment I fell in love. I was young, far to young to really understand what it was that I was feeling. All I knew was, I never wanted it to end.
I don’t recall my exact age when I fell in love with him, but I do remember what made me fall. And fall I did. Hard. My Mom introduced me to SINGIN’ IN THE RAIN with Gene Kelly, directed by the amazing Stanley Donen. And that was it for me. I knew whatever brought something so wonderful into this world, well he had to be mine and from that moment on, I knew I had to possess him. Not Stanley Donen or Gene Kelly…that would have been easy to fall in love with a person. No…I had my eyes set on something bigger.
Little did I know that I was starting a horrible habit of falling in love with unattainable men, the bad boy or the forever bachelor. My love was/is what great movies are made of. A love so strong that you are willing to sacrifice for it, change for it. Do whatever it takes to make him love you back.
Oh Hollywood, how I love you.
It wasn’t a gradual building of emotion. It was like a tidal wave that I let overtake me happily.
When I watched SINGIN’ IN THE RAIN, I was enthralled and excited. Nothing had made me feel that way. I remember after the movie looking at my mom and saying, “I want to do that when I grow up.” She asked, “What exactly do you want to do?” I replied, “All of it.”
I didn’t know at that point how I was going to make him fall in love with me, but I knew that I had to learn all the things he did. I wanted to make sure I ended up with him one day. I studied literature, plays, acting, dance, watched movies, the making of movies, books on movies, books on directing….you get the picture. I was a girl obsessed. If Hollywood had Facebook and Twitter, I would have been in full-blown stalker mode.
The great thing about falling in love from afar is that you can project and dream about the romantic future you two will have together. The romantic escapades, the passionate yet intelligent conversations, the adventures you will experience. And in Hollywood’s case, he even creates all the scenarios that fill our minds with the fantastical ideas that we hope to become our reality. He makes us fall in love with him.
In my case I was dreaming big. Real big. Hollywood style big. I mean, if I was going to be with him, I gotta think like him. Right?
My mom always said to me “Reach for the moon and on your way up, you may catch a star.”
I was reaching for the moon. I was on the journey to get the love of my life. Mrs. Hollywood…I like the sound of that. Little did I know that the quote by Ralph Waldo Emerson, “Life is the journey, not the destination”, is what great stories, and in this case, love stories are made of. Oh, what a journey I’ve been on….Tags: Donyea Rochlin, Hollywood, Hollywood is my boyfriend, Singin' in the rain, Single in Hollywood, Valentine's Day