Something Light
This is from a man who is a real film buff. He is the guy we ask if we have any questions about anything to do with movies – whether we’d like it, suitability for Rogan, what other films the director has made etc.
I know what he means. Maggie and I went to see “Children of Men” at the cinema several months ago. It’s a brilliantly made film, but it is harrowing. By the end of it we felt brutalised, and we staggered from the theatre in need of soothing and medication.
I’ve found that the older I get and the more shit I’ve had to deal with, the more I prefer my escapism to be light, humorous or distracting. Watching people in pain is too painful. We empathise too much. We reach out and try and help and support as much as we can, but we don’t put ourselves through it for entertainment. Gritty realism is something to be avoided at all costs.
This young man, so dear and close to us, has been to places in his mind the human psyche was never designed to dwell in.
As harrowing as it has been for us to try and help bring him back, his own experience has been a hundred times worse.
There’s nothing on TV tonight. I know when I stand in front of the videos and DVDs and ask Maggie what she fancies watching this evening, her answer will be, “Something light.”
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