Saw Lion at Sundance Theater with Wife M.
The theater was *packed*, with all showings sold out and loooonnnnnggggg lines at the cocktail bar. But it also added to some of the fun, and we met a nice woman a little older than me while we waited, and talked about our favorite movies of the year (all agreed that it is Moonlight, so far) and the shock of Trump’s decision to ban muslims from the country (another woman turned around and said she couldn’t believe that this is the modern US doing this). Our new friend made the comment how awful it must be for Trump’s wife to have sex with him, how she must just closer her eyes and remind herself that it (sex) will soon be over and she now has all that money 🙂
The movie Lion was disappointing. It started out with a great premise — here was a poor family in India whose young son steps on a train that takes him 1000 miles away – it is something I can picture happening and what is worse picture the horror of everyone involved.
But sooooo much of the movie is formulaic and predictable. And half the movie is the man wallowing and clicking on the computer while his codependent girlfriend tries to keep him grounded. At least 10 minutes of the film is watching the boy speed on the train (we got it after a minute) and another 15 minutes is shown with the man clicking on the computer in misery, as though watching a man search Google Earth really can be all that interesting. Finally, the symphony music plays the entire film without a break.
What is disappointing is the movie could have been so much more. As Wife M said, what if it were told from the mom’s point of view? She is poor and loves her family, and one day her two boys don’t return home from searching for food – every parent’s worst fear. Then she gets word that one of the boys was found dead (the worst!!) and the other has not been found (torture). So she spends the next 20 years praying every week, riding the rails whenever she can to search for her son. In the meantime, because she has two less mouths to feed, she can now afford to send her two surviving children to school for better lives (what a bittersweet moment the graduation must have been). Then, after all realistic hope has been lost for 20 years, her boy arrives again as a grown man. Goosebumps! And could have been an inspiring movie for those poor paretns of missing children.
I get why people cried in the film – it is a tear jerker when the mom and boy are reunited to symphony music in the background — but the movie pales in comparison to Moonlight and was not a great investment of 75 bucks for movies, parking, etc.