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October 03, 2005
Thumbsucker @ The Embarcadero, 9/30/05
Sometimes, movies are about our deepest impulses expressed more meaningfully than we ever approach in life. When we have these moments, we fail to express exactly what we mean because we keep getting interrupted or we don't have the skills to express ourselves clearly or we don't have the time to think about the event as it occurs. Not all of Thumbsucker approaches that depth. But it does have Tilda Swinton saying what every mother must think when she knows her child is growing up and eventually leaving. It's devastating enough to hear Tilda say she's lonely even with a husband and family; it's worse when she knows her son is already gone. (Thanks for saying what I was thinking, Ms. C.)
My mother finally has all of her children out of her home and this protagonist probably will seem a lot like me. I'm not even mentioning this film to her. Maybe in a year or two when she has more grandchildren.
Posted by deaconmf at October 3, 2005 01:25 PM
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