Searching for Shirley Valentine
“We shall not cease from exploration
And the end of all our exploring
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time.”
– T.S. Eliot
In anticipation of our upcoming trip to Greece, my niece, Emily, and I have watched a few films that feature Greece or Greeks in them, such as My Big Fat Greek Wedding and My Life in Ruins (which is why we’re going to Delphi!).
I also just watched Shirley Valentine, the 1989 film that was based on a one-woman play. I’d seen the movie years ago but thoroughly enjoyed seeing it again.
Shirley Valentine is a bored Liverpool housewife who talks to the wall while making dinner for her grouchy, emotionally distant and getting-old-before-his-time husband. Their children have grown up and left home and the empty nest has left Shirley feeling depressed, lost and purposeless.
All she does is shop, cook and complain. She can’t even dream of making a change because she’s forgotten what her dreams even are.
Yet when her friend wins a trip to Greece, she shocks herself and tags along – but doesn’t tell her husband because she knows he will object. He’s just as bored, stuck and stale as she is.
In Greece, however, Shirley begins to come alive again. She has a brief love affair but that turns out to be more of a catalyst for change than a cure for loneliness. She quickly realizes the person she is looking for isn’t a lover; she’s looking for herself.
And when the time comes for her to return to England, she doesn’t go. Instead, she gets a job at the restaurant (owned by the man she had an affair with) and begins the process of becoming the person she used to be, before all the responsibilities of life – and the demands of other people – turned her into someone she doesn’t recognize nor like.
Shirley’s husband, on the other hand, is livid that a) she refuses to come home and b) she had an affair.
But over the phone, Shirley says to him: “I am having an affair with myself. I have fallen in love with life again and I am not coming home.”
And she doesn’t. Instead, her husband goes to Greece to see her. But when he gets there, he walks right by Shirley because he doesn’t even recognize the woman she has become. And then the two of them sit down and finally begin to talk…I mean, really communicate versus just exchanging not-so-pleasant pleasantries about the mundane details of their daily lives.
It’s an excellent film and although I watched it because of the Greece connection, the message I took from it has little to do with Greece and everything to do with finding one’s self – or creating a new one, if need be. For it doesn’t matter where that happens; what matters is that it does happen…before it’s too late and one settles for a life of resigned acceptance versus passionate purpose.
Then, next on my list of Greece-related movies to watch was Mamma Mia. If you haven’t seen it, it is pretty much just fun and silliness set to ABBA music. However, on the ‘searching for self’ theme, there was a strong scene where the sexy young guy tells his sweet young fiancé – who has invited all three of her possible fathers to their wedding – that she won’t find herself if she finally figures out who her father is…rather, she has to figure that out all on her own.
So our countdown to Greece is on (we leave Aug 4)! I’ve got my Mamma Mia Meryl Streep denim overalls packed and ready to go. Now I just need 3 of my old lovers to come out of the woodwork and track me down on a Greek Island 🙂
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Maryanne Pope is the author of A Widow’s Awakening, the playwright of Saviour and the screenwriter of God’s Country. Maryanne is the CEO of Pink Gazelle Productions and the Chair of the John Petropoulos Memorial Fund. If you would like to receive Maryanne’s weekly blog, please sign up here.