The Academy of Motion Picture Arts & Sciences, the organization behind the Oscars, will open a new museum here in Los Angeles in a few years. It's going to be the ultimate movie museum, full of costumes and exhibits and absolutely everything to do with cinema.
The address? Wilshire Boulevard & Fairfax Avenue.
Oh goodness. What is our popcorn box-shouldered friend Monty going to think about that? Gomery will be over observing the construction of the strange, tar pit-shaped LACMA building and Monty will be over haunting the movie museum all the time.
I'm so excited for the Academy museum. It thrills me as a film-mad Angeleno, definitely. But I also dearly love that this is happening at an intersection I've long thought of as mysterious and full of fantasy-flavored sparkle.
Here's the update since I last mentioned the future movie museum: A huge pair of Dorothy's ruby slippers now directly face The Wilfair and Motel Fairwil. (Well, in an alternate book universe.)
I think our own personal rainbows are wherever we want them to be, but one of mine -- I have a few, and trust you do, too -- ends at Wilshire & Fairfax. Or maybe "begins" is the right word.
(But will Fossy Finley and Toto ever meet up? Toto! Love you!)
