My musings on Maria, the movie:

·      Angelina Jolie is brilliant as Maria. Oscar-worthy.

·      As he claimed in the film, Aristotle was ugly and filthy rich.

·      Startling but brief depiction of JFK.

·      La Calla’s voice unparalleled

·      La Angelina’s voice, close. She studied for seven months.

·      No yachting with the Greek for me, even if you have an El Greco on board.

·      Moving a piano looks easy but hurts the back.

·      Is a collection of sculpted torso and head busts a built-in audience?

·      What would social media, if it were available, have done with these people?

·      Did all of Brangelina’s kids work on the film?

·      Sex, drugs and no rock n’ roll.

·      You gotta’ love opera.

·      Angelina’s lips – supersized!

·      Furs, jewels, incredibly large thick-rimmed glasses, leather gloves, silk scarves and winged eyeliner abounded in 1970s high society Paris

·      Oh, to be that thin . . .

·      I want - make that I NEED - that luxurious transcendent sweeping  ivory-hued dressing gown hand-crocheted of wool and cashmere specialty yarns. Skillfully knitted in Rome in stitches that create a 3D effect, it is a work of art that I think would work just fine at my house. I need a new robe!

 We opted to see Maria in the theater to better appreciate the music, but it shows on Netflix starting December 11.

Treat yourself to a dramatic soprano aria and a pepperoni pizza!