Thursday, March 04, 2010
The Time Traveller's Reluctant Spouse
Robert Schwentke's beautifully directed "The Time Traveler's Wife' had about it echoes of home, strange familiarity. Much as my own imaginings in the cosmos did not concern themselves with the tedious mechanisms by which it all happened, so the viewer is spared the agony of attempting to explain all the paradoxical comings and goings. It 'just happens' - the genetic anomaly of the eponymous Chicago librarian whose wife is the subject is not dwelt upon; he appears and disappears at will. Thus, much as I was, one is freed to enjoy the ride, not least because of the theme music - the graceful and evocative echo from childhood Christmases, Est Ist Ein Ros' Ensprungen - the Victorian words beautifully melding with Michael Praetorius' score of 1599 - full of Lutheran simplicity. I thought the image itself good enough to publish and the ancient score can actually be followed. Joy.