I just finished watching a rather depressing film, “Mona Lisa”, starring Bob Hoskins (as a body-guard for a prostitute) and other London-East-end-accented actors (where it is necessary to turn on closed-captioning in order to understand what’s being said. There is a scene in a roadside diner that has me confused and feeling rather bridged by an ever increasing generation gap. Hoskin’s character takes this girl (played by Katie Hardie) to the diner to buy her a meal and all she orders is an ice cream sundae. Earlier in the film, Sammi Davis (the actress, not the rat-pack character) did the same thing. The following dialouge takes place at 1 hour and 20 minutes into the film, in case you want to check it out:
Bob Hoskins: “You like ice cream?”
Katie Hardie: “It’s the only thing I can eat.”
BH: “What ja mean?”
KH: “Well, ya know…?”
BH: “No, I don’t know.”
KH: That I can’t take food anymore…real food."
BH: “Well, what can you take?”
KH: You don’t know anything, do you?"
BH: “No, I don’t know anything.”
Now, I knew lots of folks during the 60’s-70’s that routinely abused their bodies with various forms of chemicals but never saw anyone reduced to Ben and Jerry’s for survival. Just what is it that Bob Hoskins and I are missing out on?