This Saturday, August 11th, from noon to 4 p.m., will be Home Movie Day at the Linwood Dunn Theater on Vine Street in Hollywood. Appearing will be... my old 8 mm family films! Along with other home movies, of course. I can't wait! Since the first time I heard of this event I wanted to go. While you couldn't pay me to sit through "Sex and the City," I could watch strangers' home movies for hours. So I thought I'd see if I could include mine with the others.
Years ago, I edited our family films to Beatles' songs onto VHS. There are glimpses of California in the 1940s through the 1970s and Europe in the late 1960s. There are montages of my mom and her sister in 1940s black and white playing in San Francisco. Those films fade to color as my dad's movie camera scans Golden Gate park of 1967, where my sister and I
are tumbling on the grass below Hippie Hill.
Behind us are young hippies, some strumming guitars. Then we're in Disneyland, where I push a little girl away from Chip or Dale and stalk Pluto. From there, we fly to Europe where we buy our trailer. There's a lot of smiling, waving and mugging for the camera as we pass gypsies and the guards of Buckingham Palace; the sun sparkles on the canals of Venice and on the Mediterranean of Greece... we move through Morocco, Yugoslavia, Italy... many countries and years all edited down to just snippets, bits, pieces of our family as it once was a long time ago.