"Thirteen" Dec 17, 2003 Ross and I went to see this movie last week, and found it deeply disturbing, as I expected. At intermission (there is always an intermission in Italian cinemas), Ross said "It seems exaggerated," and many of the critics agree with her. "Well, thank god I don't have to worry about most of that stuff in small-town Italy," I thought to myself. Ross was most puzzled by the scenes of the protagonist cutting herself. I couldn't explain it, so when we got home I looked up "self-mutilation" in Mary Pipher's "Reviving Ophelia: Saving the Lives of Adolescent Girls," which I probably need to re-read now. Pipher says that this is a new phenomenon (as of the 1990s), and postulates that it's a way of releasing powerful emotions that teenage girls don't otherwise know how to channel. Then Ross told me she knows someone who does it. For privacy reasons, I won't go into details, but I can understand why it happens in this particular case. I just wish I knew how to get this girl help. Ross has an instinct to help people, to be kind, and to offer loyal and supportive friendship. She worries about people in trouble. I understand this: even when I was an outcast geek myself, I wanted to help other outcasts, make friends, be kind, show them that the whole world wasn't against them - even when, sometimes, I didn't particularly like them, either. But Ross is facing far scarier problems than I ever did. Was I just oblivious, or is the world really that much worse than it was? There were drugs when I was a kid - my yearbook from the International School Bangkok for 1971 has an "In Memoriam" page listing about 15 kids, all drug overdoses. Some of my peers began having sex at age 13, though the American norm for my generation seems to have been closer to 15 or 16. So I'm not surprised to hear that some of Ross' classmates who are dating older boys are feeling pressured to have sex when they're not ready for it. Fortunately, the Italian average for the "first time" is around 16 or 17, and condoms are very much the norm in Italian culture. But there's worse. In 6th and 7th grade, Ross had a classmate who ended up on the street one night. Her parents were divorced, her mother had a relapse into some sort of addiction, and turned on her daughter, threatening her. The girl ran out into the street, snatching up (thank god) her cellphone, from which she was able to call another classmate for help. But that wasn't the first time. She admitted that there had been several other incidents where she had wandered the streets at night for hours, but had been too ashamed to tell anyone. The mother of course lost custody, but the father didn't want the girl, so she ended up in an orphanage. Situations like this are heartbreaking; how is a sensitive, caring teenager like Ross to cope? How do I advise her to even try?
Interesting comment on "Thirteen:" "when i saw this film, i said 'holy shit'. i've been an Evie since i was eleven, my parents were never around so i had to get my attention somehow, you know. god only knows how many girls i've ruined. the film is raw, everything in it is possible when you're eleven or twelve. the only thing bad was that they didn't show the truth about evie: girls like us always end up alone." |
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Office Space
Nov 18, 2003
While in Austin I watched a very funny movie that I'd never heard of before, though it was released in 1999. Fairly Dilbert-esque, except that here our hero actually manages to have a girlfriend. Office Space. Highly recommended. |
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Lagaan
April 16, 2002
It was easy this year, as usual, to overlook the Oscar nominees in the Best Foreign Language Film category. If you did, you will have missed a great movie, Lagaan, (Amazon UK| US) India's nominee.
Set in British-ruled India in 1893, it's the story of a village oppressed by heavy taxation ("lagaan"). The local hero rashly accepts a bet with the British army captain that the villagers can beat the Brits at cricket, a game the villagers know little about. (The bet is set off by the villagers' disparaging remark about grownup British men so intent on a game "just like gilli-danda, which we played as children.") If the villagers win, they will pay no taxes for three years. If they lose, they must pay triple the usual tax - and they're already facing hard times due to drought. |
The story is predictable and formulaic, with the British captain cartoonishly evil and the village improbably clean - those starving villagers seem to have quite a few changes of clothing! But who cares? It's tremendously fun, especially the songs and dances. And it's much more realistic than many Bollywood films: the young lovers, while singing and dancing, are not miraculously transported to the Himalayas, the tulip fields of Holland, or any other scenic locations meant to illustrate the height, depth, and intensity of their feelings.
The score by A.R. Rehman, a lush blend of western and Indian musical styles, is the most exciting film music I've heard in years; I wish A.R. would move to Hollywood and take over from John Williams. (Sadly, the full score doesn't seem to be available on CD, only a collection of the songs.)
The film naturally climaxes in a three-day cricket match. Unfortunately, cricket has in the meantime become India's national game, and the screenwriter assumes an understanding of it that I never achieved in five years of living in India, so some of the dramatic tension drained away as I puzzled about wickets, runs, and overs. But of course the home team does win, the local British regiment is dissolved, and the villagers deliriously celebrate as the long-awaited rain finally washes down.
Dogma
Feb 27, 2002
We recently rented Dogma (Amazon UK | US). I had somehow not heard of this film (or the fuss that attended its release in the US) until I was doing the Alan Rickman research mentioned earlier. I might not go out of my way to see a film just because he's in it (Die Hard isn't my kind of movie, but I did enjoy Rickman in it) but a film that has Alan Rickman in it and pokes fun at organized religion very likely is my kind of movie. So when I spotted it at our local Blockbuster, I pounced.
It isn't a perfect movie. It could have been done better, and the endless, gratuitous swearing (and some violence) probably needlessly put off some potential viewers. But, on the whole, it's a lot of fun, well worth a rental (I eventually bought it). Unless you're an extremely thin-skinned Catholic. <grin> |
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