Monday 23 October 2017

It's nostalgic love actually and it's all around, again

The 'Love Actually' sequel is not so much about the original's brilliance as that we're suckers for nostalgia

Warmth and humour: Bill Nighy's tribute to Robert Palmer in the original 'Love Actually', released back in 2003
Warmth and humour: Bill Nighy's tribute to Robert Palmer in the original 'Love Actually', released back in 2003

Sarah Caden

Last month, two days after it opened, I saw T2, the sequel to Trainspotting, at the cinema. I hadn't been to the cinema in a while. I'd say a lot of the people there hadn't been to the cinema in a while. They were mostly types of my vintage with small-children restrictions on their social lives but a hankering to see what had happened to Renton, Sick Boy, Begbie and Spud in the intervening 20 years.

We were of an age with them and we were there seeking reassurance that time passing wasn't a bad thing; that we're weren't old and boring yet. There was some sneaky drinking of booze. And there were a lot of allowances made for the flimsy film on the basis of nostalgic affection.

We were young with them; we could forgive them a lot on that basis. If we admitted that they had become old and boring, then we had become old and boring too, right? Nostalgia is a powerful thing. It makes fools of us all.

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