‘Classic’, the fancy word for ‘good’

PicMonkey CollageAt the end of the day, my best inspiration for any post is whatever is on my mind. Tonight it is classics. And what defines classics.

Because today is December 1st we could, with clear conscience, watch our first Christmas movie of the year. I had of course prepared a Pinterest board for this particular occasion. And off we went, scrolling up and down to decide which to watch first. Somewhere during this discussion Marcus popped the question of which was my favorite Christmas movie. I felt a thrill of excitement to plunge into this conversation, but I actually didn’t know where to start.

One of the first movies that popped into my mind was It’s a Wonderful Life (1946). Now I feel guilty, cause I know my mom will be wondering why I hadn’t counted it one of my favorites when I lived under her roof. But I find that I now love certain things that I merely liked before, because now they remind me of the home I no longer live in.

Anyway, I began the impossible task of persuading Marcus to watch it with me. He seemed on board until I mentioned that it was 57 years old. My best argument (that I also used to convince him to watch Pride and Prejudice with me) was “But it’s a classic!! You have to watch it!”. A few minutes later Marcus was laughing and shaking his head, when I had mistakenly thrown The Sound of Music and Gone with the Wind into the bowl as well. “You’re so cute”, he said.

But the thing about It’s a Wonderful Life is that it’s not an old family tradition of ours to watch it at Christmas. It’s a quite new tradition. It’s only a few years ago that I myself was shaking my head at my mom, when she so artfully had wrapped the DVD as a Christmas gift “for the kids”. You sneaky mom!

But why then do I like it? I think it’s a classic. But what does that mean? I have just established that it is not because it’s a love of mine since childhood. Did I like it because my mom told me it was amazing then? I don’t think so, cause then I would like cabbage. And I could never like cabbage.

No, I think classics are classics because they master the teaching of good principles to an extent that they leave their audience with an inspiring will to do better. Furthermore, they are written in such a capturing way that key quotes are stuck in your head. The before mentioned movies are easy!

“You want the moon? Just say the word and I’ll throw a lasso around it and pull it down”,

“When I’m feeling sad I simply remember my favorite things and then I don’t feel so bad”,

“After all… tomorrow is another day”.

You name them.

And it’s because of principal quotes like these that you remember what you learned. So to me, when artwork is so good, it teaches. That’s when it becomes a classic.

Yes, blogging did it again. Found the answer to my question.

Thank you for your time.