Moira+I (and Catherine who also happened to be there too) went along to the Watershed this afternoon to see “Room” - Lenny Abrahamson’s film adaptation of Emma Donoghue’s novel of the same name. Frankly, over the past fortnight or so, Moira had been expressing a keen interest in seeing the film… but I’d decided to opt out (it just didn’t seem “my kind of film”). In the end, I relented…
In a nutshell, it’s a film about the survival and
endurance of a young mother (played by Brie Larson) and her 5 year-old son (played
by Jacob Tremblay - who is quite remarkable) who had been kept captive by horrible “Old Nick” (Sean
Bridgers) in a small garden storage building for a prolonged period (the mother
had been held there for 7 years and her son was born during her captivity) –
with no access to the outside world except a television. Their only “visitor”
was Old Nick. The mother does everything she can to bring up her son educated,
healthy and happy… but, clearly, this is desperately difficult in such
circumstances. Ultimately (*spoiler alert!!*),
they do escape (although, I have to say, it did all seem a little implausible to
me... and I do have a number of questions along the lines of "why on earth didn't you try to do A or B?"!) and it’s then all about adapting to the world that the mother had left
behind… and that the son had never known.
uncomfortable to watch. It’s disturbing.
On the one hand, it’s an uplifting endorsement of the
human spirit’s ability to survive such ordeals; on the other, it’s utterly depressing
that there are some very sick individuals who are prepared to inflict such
suffering, mental torture and physical abuse.
It’s an impressive, harrowing film and one that has
rightly been acclaimed by many critics (and a number of our friends).
I’m pleased that Moira encouraged me to see it but, I have
to say, my overwhelming response during the film (yes, during!) went something
like this: “will the actor playing the 5 year-old boy ever recover from his traumatic
experience on the film set?”.
I suspect he’ll become rich and famous and won't care, but I wouldn’t be
surprised if the scars remained. I certainly wouldn’t have let my son or
grandson play the role.
But, hey, as I’ve
said before… “what do I know?”.
abide with me
3 months ago