In 1973 Barbra Streisand and Robert Redford starred in this famous movie that, although good, isn’t necessarily great.
What is great, is seeing Streisand in those years. And for the ladies, Redford is easy to take as well.
The movie seems to jump quickly through time, and lost vital content and substance as it covered quite a long timespan.
Melodramatic, Redford’s character seems self absorbed, and the relationship with Streisand’s character never seems to get very deep.
What was enjoying was watching not the way they were, but literally the way “we” were – how people were in those days.
The lines were not as blurred as they are today. It seemed women needed men, and men needed women.
Today, we seem to have lost identities as interdependent sexes.
A woman’s longing for romance may still be there today, but seeing Streisand’s character really shows the dependence of woman to man, as it used to be. The way we were.
To a degree, that dependence might still be there today, but just doesn’t seem as evident in a world where there is more of a competition than union of purpose.
Some things have not changed however. Redford, unable to appreciate Streisand, showed a distict flakiness and the spoiled boy attitude is infuriating.
Having too much, we forget about what we truly have or had. Harder times seem to bring folks together. Fame and success make ideals less important or appealing to some.
Divorce in the fifties was really no different than divorce today.
The reason is selfishness most of the time.
The common theme in two people who were meant to be together before life took over, is the tragedy that lies in the pit of one’s stomach that it didn’t have to end that way. Two people losing focus on what’s important and why.
The grass is always greener isn’t it?