I just watched the greatest thing.
The Netflix powers-that-be (Canada Edition) have blessed us with a documentary I've been itching to see for a long while. "Elaine Stritch: Shoot Me" follows its namesake as she performs, tells stories, deals with health issues, and basically emanates high voltage bad-assery. The woman takes no shit, people! Not one shit from anybody!
Going into it, I had a general idea about the late Elaine Stritch's legacy. I figured she was a tough cookie, even if said figuring was largely based on her role in 30 Rock. And yet, the film left me thrilled and stunned and even a little weepy. I wish I could have known her. Scratch that -- I wish I would have known of her fifteen years ago, when I was just starting high school. Stritch was ambitious, outspoken, headstrong, self-aware, intelligent... ok, I'll stop gushing. My quiet, impressionable 12-year old self could have used a dose of this lady's influence. Heck, I'll just start now.
I'd link back to the trailer, but (surprise!) I still don't know how to do that properly. So be a good kid and google it for yourself. You can thank me later.
Anyway, here's a parting shot from Elaine.
“This is a time in my life where I’m gonna behave like an elegant human being. Or not.”
(Good lord, the woman is a quote machine. The movie alone is filled with so many gems.)