Sari Marissa G.
Yelp
"The Perfect Storm" is one of my favorite movies. I mean, George Clooney & Mark Wahlberg, what more does a girl need? Seriously though, it's a fantastic tale of brave men who lost their lives at sea on the "Andrea Gail", a swordfish boat. For fans of the film you already know that this true story which was made into a book by Sebastian Junger takes places Gloucester, Massachusetts. Gloucester is the country's oldest seaport and has some undeniable deep roots and proud residents. Fans of the book or movie will also recognize the semi-edgy " Crow's Nest" which was depicted in the movie right in the heart of this New England town.
Ever since I heard this was an actual place I have always wanted to visit. I've heard all sort of mixed reviews. "Seedy" was a word often used. I was told stories of how the rooms upstairs used to be rented out by the hour, if you know what I mean. Now they rent their newly updated rooms at a steal. I must admit at first I was a little hesitant for a visit and then I thought, I'm a Philly chick. I'm pretty sure I've seen it all. How bad could it be?" It wasn't at all. Maybe because it was a Sunday afternoon or because it just may be a tad different than some are used to. You want a beer and to shoot the shit? Come here. No frills. For me personally, it had a deeper meaning...
We were welcomed warmly by everyone...the women chatting outside on the bench on Main Street, the bartender, the locals, the man from NYC who was also just a fan of the story behind the space, the elderly man who gave my girls a bag of snacks and even the owner who I thought looked familiar.
As we pulled up and parked right out front without hassle, I was actually a tad shocked to see the building on a street rather than on the dock which is where is was located in the film. Once inside, a woman who was certainly "a regular" later explained to me that the set crew built a Crow's Nest just across the street from actual bar. That they didn't want to interior business. Wow.
Upon entering the "dive bar" complete with a pool table and Sunday football on the tv, I was immediately handed a photo album of celebrities and behind the scene movie photos. Was it that obvious I wasn't a local? I ordered a tasty,cold Fisherman draft brew for $3 and would've ordered some bar food if hadn't just eaten.
I sat and took it all in as I sipped my light ale. As I looked over all of the memorabilia and the photos of the cast, the entire story just came to life before my eyes. It was surprisingly pretty powerful, more so than I anticipated. It is still such a sad story and you can just tell how heart-breaking it was to this community. They're very close knit. They proudly showed me around, pointing to different photos and explaining who everyone was in their thick, New England accents which I'm such a sucker for. I asked a few questions but could've sat and chatted for hours. I knew they had some real stories to tell. It says a lot that the cast got so close to these people, like they wanted to honor them.
I happened to notice the bulletin board hanging in the corner. It had everyone's name and birthdays on it. It really gave you a sense of what kind of community this is. It was touching. They were funny and joked about me coming back and bringing hubs...we would come down and drink, go upstairs, then come back down, drink more and return to our room again. The scene in the movie with the ceiling shaking may just have been true :) They may have been a tad rough around the edges to most, but they had personality and were nothing but very kind to us.
The intriguing woman who was chatting with my girls was Maryanne. Her mom owns the place and her brother Bobby, who she actually lost was portrayed by Mark Wahlberg in the film. The role Diane Lane played was a women Maryanne introduced to her brother, who at the time he went out to sea, was engaged to marry. Maryanne had told my girls, one who is in 2nd grade that she was a 2nd grade teacher herself. She was rather beautiful. Thin, sandy blonde hair, dressed for the season in boots and a killer leather jacket. I even asked her where she bought it and was shocked to hear "Nordstrom's Rack". I didn't mean to sound so bewildered but I just didn't think people that frequent this of joint would shop there. Shame on me for judging. You know what they say about ASSuming. Maryanne chatted with us for a good while. She said "I better go before I start drinking mimosas". She joked about the photo of her and her "boyfriend" as she pointed to Mark Wahlberg. I told her we would have to fight over him. Her response? "Well, YOU don't have a picture with him". Touché Maryanne, Touché. She also told us to visit the Gloucester Men Memorial down the street which we did afterwards. I had no idea just many men this town had lost.
We came home and rewatched the film, recognizing so much more. It all had such a deeper meaning after our visit and I'm very grateful to have met these proud people.