“Yeah, about that; this is today, today is yesterday, and tomorrow is also today. It is one of those Infinite time loop situations you might have heard about.” Nyles explaining the movie’s premise to Sarah.

We saw Palm Springs, the movie, the other night and then, two days later, we saw it again (and then parts of it a third time). It is a perfect movie for our Groundhog Day-esque life under the dreaded Covid.

Years ago, as our beloved cat, Spike, was dying, he spent every day laying around, seeming, just waiting to die. I kept thinking Am I doing the same thing? Just waiting to die? Three years later, Michele’s mom died after a long, slow, slide, into Alzheimer’s during which she had no idea of where she was or when it was, and that same feeling came back as What is the purpose of this? Am I just filling time, waiting to die? That, I think, is the central question in Palm Springs. The easiest way to describe Palm Springs is to call it an updated redo of Groundhog Day – using “redo” in a very loose manner – and seeing it twice is a perfect metaphor for our daily sameness. But that’s not why we saw it again and again, we saw it again and again because it is a fun summer movie and we liked it that much.

The movie stars two actors, Cristin Milioti and Andy Samberg, who have both been around for a while but I didn’t know. They are great fun to watch, especially especially Milioti, who starts out as a sort of shrill one horse pony saying “what the fuck” over and over again, but blossoms as the movie goes on. Although I am not a Bill Murray fan, I am a big fan of Andie MacDowell and the two of them were OK together, but Cristin Milioti and Andy Samberg as two cynical thirties-something cynics are joyous together. The movie takes place during one of those movie weddings that are familiar not because we’ve been to them in real life but because because we’ve seen them in the movies so many times. May I suggest you go one more time, I am sure you will like it. (And let me know what you think.)