You win a contest to build your dream home. Draft the plans.
Whenever I think of a dream house I always think of the Cary Grant movie, Mr. Blandings Builds his Dream House. It is, as many of Grant’s movies, a comedy. It was released in 1948 and Grant was well established by that time. His comedies incorporated not only jokes and wit; but also, physical comedy. Grant had a comedic talent for using certain facial expressions, smirks and body language to convey his emotions and feelings to the audience.
In the movie, Grant and his wife (played by Myrna Loy) decide to move out of their New York, cramped apartment and settle in the more rural Connecticut countryside. The home he chooses to buy is an obvious money trap. Yet, he buys it anyway.
Before long, it is apparent the house is beyond repairable. The only thing to do is demolish the old house and start over. Of course, this costs far more money than Mr. Blandings had originally anticipated. However, with dogged determination he presses on and opts for the construction of a new house.
There are several great comedic scenes throughout the process of the building of this dream house. Not only is Grant brilliant in his comedic effects; but so too are Loy and Melvyn Douglas (who plays Grant’s friend and lawyer).
There are two scenes that really stand out to me in this movie. The first, is at the beginning of the film. There you witness the morning routine of the Blandings as they are getting ready for the new day. The other is Muriel (Loy’s character) telling the contractor what color of paint she wants for different rooms. She is very particular with certain shades of yellow and the like. The looks given by the contractor and his subsequent conversation with the painter are priceless.
In the end, after much travail and anguish, Mr. Blandings finally gets his dream house. It would be apt to put the postmark in the last scene, right before the credits rolled, And they lived happily ever after.
As for me, my dream house would need only a couple of things. First, I would want a large study with wall-mounted bookshelves all around, with one of those wooden ladders on wheels that rolls around the bookshelves. I would want the study to have an English style and quality to it; an old world mystique. I would also like a large kitchen, with plenty of cabinet and counter space.
Now that I think about it, a nice size man cave would be nice too. Maybe it could be fashioned after an old pub, full of wood and old pictures. Yes, and a billiard’s table and dart board and big screen television and . . . well, you get the idea.
Really though, as long as I have a roof over my head, heat in winter and AC in summer, I am pretty satisfied. Square footage doesn’t mean much to me. I’d rather be quaint and cozy than large and tacky. But, maybe that’s just me.
Of course, that pub themed man cave would be nice!