I missed the beginning of the movie so as i slunk into my seat and pulled my feet up under me in a comfortable position i heard him say "and so i accompanied her to her gynecologist appointment." I think it's safe to say the movie at me at the word 'gynecologist.'
I had heard this piece before watching the movie in class. "This American Life" read the script on one of its pod casts last year and i was fortunate enough to listen to it while slinging back some red stripe.
Watching it was completely different than listening to it.
I never thought about the implications of showing someone exactly what you mean by providing visual evidence for them. I want to focus on the part in the movie where Charlene refuses to throw away the ashes. Hearing the scene was heart wrenching enough. The words used and the way she is described as being "painfully in between" (or something like that) of denial and acceptance is very raw for me. Then to not only hear her regret and refusal to toss them into the water but to also see it on her face and in the way she clutched the bag of ashes close to her chest was especially mind titillating. I had imagined it so differently in my head when i heard the story the first time.
Seeing the film made the piece more funny for me. When i listened to it i remember laughing but then feeling a little sadistic for thinking someone carrying around ashes is funny. When i saw it though, i laughed hard and with others. I thought 'see! i knew that was funny! I'm not sadistic!' The humor is what makes the movie relatable. Sometimes it's easier to laugh about the gross and twisty parts of life.
I dug the movie to say the least. I'm also really glad i went because, not that i didn't have faith in you Dr. Dave, i was afraid it was going to be boring. It was really cool though.
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