Two words: Meryl Streep.
Two words: Meryl Streep.
Back in my VFS days, I was in a documentary class and had to put together a project for an idea that I wanted to be made into a documentary. I was concerned about gay teen suicides because of the fact that there was no real solid number that said how many teens were killing themselves a year, and it was something I really wanted to explore. So I did research and found out about many publicized gay teen suicides in history (we’re talking mainly US), including that of Bobby Griffith. A book had been written about his life and his mother’s gradual shift from conservative Christian to understanding gay rights activist. It was called Prayers for Bobby, and this was 2007.
I picked up a copy of Prayers for Bobby and after reading, found out that it was going to be made into a Lifetime TV movie. Super excited, I checked up often on the film, anxious to know when it was going to be shown on TV. I ended up *cough* downloading it because I don’t have Lifetime here at home and man, it made me cry like nothing ever has. So many good, emotional moments that I really can’t put into words. You have to see it yourself.
With the highly publicized recent teen suicides in the US, I think this film is more relevant than ever. I read somewhere that an estimated 3000 teens a year kill themselves because of their sexual orientation, and some of them aren’t even queer but bullied and harassed that it gets to that point where they can’t think of anything else to do. My documentary project is still with me, waiting to be made, and after last year, I seriously thought about realizing it. I’ve decided that if I don’t get into UBC when I apply next year, I will go around the US and Canada, interviewing people and speaking with those affected by gay teen suicides. I will try my best to finally make my project.
We’ll see how that goes.
Not much to say about this except that I want to say I don’t watch a lot of crappy movies and though this isn’t super crappy, it is kind of cheesy fluff… but I still like it.
And according to my original facebook post, a lot of others like the film too, so maybe I shouldn’t feel all that guilty about liking it… hmm.
A few years ago, a friend had posted a list compiled by the BBC of 100 Classic books and collections, claiming that the average person has read six out of the hundred. You could go over the list and see which books you read/hadn’t read and see if you were better than the average person. So I did that, and I had a grand total of… insert drum roll here… seven! I’m slightly better than average! Huzzahs are in order. I had another friend go over the list and she had read almost everything. Man, was I jealous.
After doing that, I set out to read as many books on that list as I could, and one of the ones on the list was Audrey Niffenegger’s The Time Traveler’s Wife. Like you, I thought it was going to be a sappy, boring romance story with some fantasy thrown in, but it turned out to be way more profound and deeper. The two main characters are deeply flawed, and very modern (they’re in punk music, for one). The time travel aspect of the book is also really interesting and it deals with the science and science fiction of it pretty well, I must say.
I asked my twin sister if she had read the book and she said she had, and had also seen the movie but she warned me: “Whatever you do, DON’T watch the movie.” So naturally, after I was done, I watched it.
And oh god.
They diluted the charisma and wonderful, unique characterization of the leads into horrible stereotypes. Claire, for one, is turned into the typical “I’m a woman so I must want a child” character; their interesting anecdotes are lost in the movie; and Henry time travels abruptly all the time, while in the novel it is mainly due to stress — ie. there’s a reason for it and it’s not random. It’s cliché-filled, which the book is against and apart from the time traveling, it feels like a run-of-the-mill Hollywood film. Ugh.
I should’ve listened to my sister. On the other hand, watching the movie made me appreciate the novel and really, just writing and literature that much more.
I read the book. It was good. Difficult to get through at times because it’s wordy. Oh the British. Very little dialogue. Very descriptive when it came to parts about wounded soldiers and what was embedded in their flesh. I read that part right before dinner time. Eww.
The movie was great. One of my favourites. Very, very close to the novel and a very good adaptation, realization of the novel. I love the Dunkirk scene.
The Mast of Suspense Hitchcock’s Dial M For Murder. It’s a really clever film that shows that films can be shot and made in one location and still be enthralling and exciting.
Those who read my blog know that I have my own category dedicated to documentaries, so picking one out of everything I’ve seen was difficult. My first thought was something from Michael Moore, either Fahrenheit 9/11 or Bowling For Columbine as they are up there on my list of favourite docs. But I had to go with the truly affecting Hearts and Minds.
I think part of the reason Hearts and Minds was more affecting for me was because I was learning about the Vietnam War in my History class so I was better able to grasp everyone involved and the background of how it all developed. There’s a scene in the film that really disturbs me: a solider is in the street in Vietnam and he shoots a man in the head. As the man collapses on the ground, blood releases from his head like a fountain, and at the time, I was in so much shock because I had seen this happen in Hollywood movies before but this was real — a man just got shot in the head. There was no special effects, no pouch of blood exploding. It was all real. This was reality.
It still haunts me today. Reality is horrific. Take a lesson from that, modern horror movie makers.
Does every romantic comedy equal a chick flick? Is that really the only thing that qualifies a film as geared towards women? I guess Titanic could also be considered a chick flick and in that case, would every romance movie a chick flick?
So if we’re going by those standards, then I picked from my favourite romantic comedies and came up with When Harry Met Sally, a romantic comedy that is actually romantic and funny, unlike a lot of rom-coms today. What I really like about this film that stands out to me more than typical rom-coms is that for the majority of the film, the two leads (SPOILER ALERT!) don’t get together. It’s an exploration of friendship and love, and what happens when sex does and doesn’t get in the way. That in itself is more relevant to people’s lives than any re-hashed Adam Sandler movie today.
Here’s the diner scene in the film:
Now I know that not every gay person likes Brokeback, just as not every straight person likes Titanic. But I really did enjoy Brokeback Mountain, and was so stoked about the movie before it even came out that I went straight to the library when I read that such a movie was even going to be widely released and borrowed Annie Proulx’s short story. Unfortunately, when the movie did come out, I had no one to see it with, and I ended up watching it on TV when it came on Movie Central. Even my homophobic mother saw it in theatres (only because Ang Lee directed it and she’s a fan of his, I think).
This is my favourite scene in the film. I think it’s really romantic and cute. There isn’t really much else to say, except how fitting that also NY approved same-sex marriage yesterday too. 🙂
Favourite movie for me as a kid? Favourite movie for me made for kids? Because this one was ambiguous, I decided that since this challenge is about my personal opinion on things, that it should be about my favourite movie that is a family/kids’ movie, since I didn’t really watch a lot of films as a child (the first movie I saw in theatres was Independence Day).
So. The Wizard of Oz. Well, I don’t have to describe what it’s about but I will say that I had the book when I was young and I read it over and over again ’cause I really liked to read then. It wasn’t until when I was a teenager that I saw the film with my sister and thought it was awesome. I remember when Judy Garland started singing “Somewhere Over the Rainbow” that my sister said, “That’s not her voice! It’s so… good” because Dorothy was supposed to be like 13 or something in the film and Judy was also in her teens when she starred in the film, yet her voice was so mature, so beautiful to hear.
Here’s a trailer of the film when it was re-released digitally re-mastered a few years back: