I guess some movies don't set out to tell a story, some movies just aim to show an experience from the point of view of someone who never gets to understand it. There is no enough information, answers and details given, there is just what happened... and what the consequences were.
I waited a long time to find myself in the right place to watch this movie, because I read about it and I knew it was going to be difficult, so I made sure I was in the right mood (it took me months). And now after having watched it... I'm not sure what to say.
It's not a bad movie, at all. I couldn't possibly find a flaw in it, besides, as I'd already mentioned, the fact that there was no clear resolution, no answers were explained, and that is not wrong... it's just odd, and for someone like me... is never enough. However, it was quite a story... even though it seemed to have no target to hit, you felt compelled to continue to watch, to find out what would happen next. And I found some of the situations that developed to be extremely interesting.
Also, it was really something to find a story where someone that was accused of a number of horrible crimes has a feel of just being someone who did
what she had to do, because although it is clear that she knew what she was doing and doesn't really seem to feel enough regret, she still gave signs of simply being like anyone else... there was no monster hiding behind her face.
Kate is AMAZING... really really great. It is really outstanding when a actor manages to work their facial features to the point that they look like they were someone else, although they still look like themselves (I know that sounds odd and I'm not even sure if it makes sense... you'd have to watch the movie to get it, and no... it's not the make up. She really managed to pull it off). It's really no wonder she won the Oscar, she deserved it without a second thought.
Watch it, it's really a very interesting story
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"You cannot compare with friendship the passion men feel for women, even though it is born of our own choice, nor can you put them in the same category. i must admit that the flames of passion are more active, sharp and keen. But that fire is a rash one, fickle, fluctuating and variable, it is a feverish fire, subject to attacks and relapses, which only gets hold of a corner of us. The love of friends is a general universal warmth, temperate moreover and smooth, a warmth which is constant and at rest, all gentleness and evenness, having nothing sharp nor keen. What is more, sexual love is but a mad craving for something which escapes us, as soon as it enters the territory of friendship (where wills work together, that is ) it languishes and grows faint. To enjoy it is to lose it: its end is in the body and therefore subject to satiety. Friendship on the contrary is enjoyed in proportion to our desire: since it is a matter of the mind, which our souls being purified by practising it, it can spring forth, be nourished and grow only when enjoyed."
"Love is striving to establish friendship on the external signs of beauty."
"Moreover, what we normally call friends and friendships are no more than acquaintances and familiar relationships bound by some chance or some suitability, by means of which our souls support each other. In the friendship which I am talking about, our souls are mingled and confounded in so universal a blending that they efface the seam which joins them together so that it cannot be found. If you press me to say why I loved him, I feel that it cannot be expressed except by replying: Because it was him, and because it was me. Meditating this union there was, beyond all my reasoning, beyond all that i can say specifically about it, some inexplicable force of destiny.”
“We were seeking each other before we set eyes on each other."
"This friendship has had no ideal to follow other than itself, no comparison but with itself. There is no one particular consideration - nor two nor three nor four nor a thousand of them - but rather some inexplicable quintessence of them all mixed up together which, having captured my will, brought it to plunge into his and lose itself and which, having captured his will, brought it to plunge and lose itself in mine with an equal hunger and emulation."
“Having so short a period to last, having begun so late it had no time to waste on following the pattern of those slacker ordinary friendships which require so much prudent foresight in long preliminary acquaintance."
"Having completely committed themselves to each other, they each completely held the reins of each other's desires; grant that this pair were guided by virtue and led by reason."
“All arguments in the world have no power to dislodge me from the certainty which I have of the intentions and decisions of my friend. Not one of his actions could be set before me - no matter what it looked like - without my immediately discovering it's motive. Our souls were joyed together in such unity, and contemplated each other with so ardent an affection, and with the same affection revealed each to each other right down to the very entrails, that not only did I know his mind as well as I knew my own but I would have entrusted myself to him with greater assurance than to myself."
"Let nobody place those other common friendships in the same rank as this. I know about them - the most perfect of their kind - as well as anyone else, but I would advise you not to confound their rules; you would deceive yourself. In those other friendships you must proceed with wisdom and caution, keeping the reins in your hand; the bond is not so well tied that there is no reason to doubt it.”
“In the kind of friendship I am talking about, if it were possible for one to give to the other it is the one who received the benefaction who would lay an obligation on his companion. For each of them, more than anything else, is seeking the good of the other, so that the one who furnishes the means and the occasion is in fact the more generous, since he gives his friend the joy of performing for him what he most desires."
"For the perfect friendship which I am talking about is indivisible: each give himself so entirely to his friend that he has nothing left to share with another: on the contrary, he grieves that he is not two-fold, three-fold or four-fold and that he does not have several souls, several wills, so that he could give them all to the one he loves"
"Common friendships can be shared. In one friend one can love beauty; in another, affability; in another, generosityl in another, a fatherly affection, in another, a brotherly one, and so on. But in this friendship love takes possession of the soul and reigns there with full sovereign sway: that cannot possibly be duplicated."
“The unique, highest friendship loosens all other bonds. That secret which I have sworn to reveal to no other, I can reveal without perjury to him who is not another, he is me."
"To sum up, these are deeds which surpass the imagination of anyone who has not tasted them."
"For you can easily find men fit for a superficial acquaintanceship. But for our kind, in which we are dealing with the innermost recesses of our minds with no reservations, it is certain that all of our motives must be pure and sure to perfection."
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Fiestas patriasssss!!!! Vivaaaa <3 =D
Ah estoy FELIZZZZ!!! Hoy es siempre un gran dia! Especialmente ahora mas para mi porque me pongo a celebrar y recordar tantos momentos, tantas cosas... de que sentirme orgullosa =D
Pero esta vez se me dio la idea de hacer algo especial y diferente. Estaba en las tiendas cuando pense que derrepente deberia comprar algo para marcar lo especial que debe ser este dia. La verdad es que lo primero que se me ocurrio es comprar algo que comer (soy peruana... ;)) asi que compre helado =P je. Pero, despues pense que derrepente algo mas bonito seria mejor, y no se como se me dio la idea que seria bueno llevarle a mi mami flores =). Cuando llegue a comprarlas me di cuenta que podria comprarle un ramo de flores blancas y otro ramo de rosas rojas (los colores de la bandera peruana) para que sea algo simbolico, asi que eso fue lo que le compre. LE ENCANTAROONN!! Le gustaron mucho de verdad =D Y yo me quede feliz porque hasta lloro de alegria =)
Que bonito dia =) =) =)
Cuando era pequena, tenia un horario. Tenia una hora designada a mi practica del piano. En esos tiempos esto no me gustaba del todo, era pequena... queria jugar, ver television... pero bueno ya desde esa edad mi mama queria que aprendiera lo que era tener responsabilidad. Me sentaba por dos horas, tocando y tocando mientras que mi mama se sentaba no muy lejos, haciendo cualquier cosa pero siempre atenta a cada nota que presionaba. De vez en cuando cometia errores, no tocaba la nota o el acorde qe debia y, como siempre, la primera en saltar a decir algo era ella, porque como siempre... yo actuaba como si no hubiera pasado nada. Nunca dejo que se me pasara un error, cosa que yo detestaba...
Hace unos dias, senti que era ya tiempo de dejarme de estupideces y sentarme de nuevo a tocar un poco. Esta vez mi mama decidio darme mi espacio (parece que ya esta aprendiendo... =P) y se encerro en su cuarto. Al principio esto me relajo un poco, pero inevitablemente llego el momento en que no pude dejar de pensar ... "Falta algo... no es lo mismo.". Me dio una de esas melancolias que es casi una sonrisa... y me di cuenta que si no tenia a mi mama ahi, escuchandome y diciendome cuando tocaba una nota mal... tocar el piano era como hacer cualquier otra cosa, menos pasar un momento que nunca me iba a olvidar. Asi que me levante, fui a su cuarto y le pedi por favor que estuviera conmigo y me indicara mis errores mientras tocara, que no era lo mismo sin tener su presencia.
La vida da vueltas... quien iba a pensarlo...
Interesting...
You know what...? I'm starting to think that reading a book before watching the movie SUXS... =P just because, there are so little surprises left. You can see what's coming as soon as a scene starts, not every scene but enough of them not to feel excited enough. I was obsessed with getting to watch this movie, after reading the novel I knew I just had to. I heard great things about it, and it was good... but after reading the book it kinda fell short (to me). It felt like a preview for the novel, with a different ending. The novel was brutal for me... it really was. It took so much from me emotionally... that I was kinda expecting the movie to do the same, and it didn't. It wasn't bad, it WAS emotional, I believe it was really well done... but yeah, I guess as they always say... book is better. But it's OK cos it's almost inevitable, there's so much more space and time to play with when you write something.
It is though the first time I see a movie that allows for different points of view to be explored. There's usually just a storyline, and you follow it... this time, every character lets you know what they're thinking and feeling... it felt strange but very original.
The changes from the novel to the movie also felt weird. Of course the most shocking one is the ending, that although is definitely more peaceful and bittersweet... it was a bit predictable. The changes in the dynamics of the family were, however, quite nice. It all felt easier to take in and not as dramatic.
Overall, it is a good movie... VERY sad though, make sure you don't watch if when you're feeling a bit down.
Stories don't always have a happy ending... but that doesn't mean it won't be OK.
There is really only one word to describe this novel: devastating. There are very few authors that are brave enough to write about the harshness and unpredictability that drives our lives and we all know is real. To throw it in your face so that you can barely feel you can breathe... but then pick you up by showing you there's no real 'end', there's no real 'tragedy' because time keeps moving, things keep changing, and everything will eventually take a new shape.
While you're reading this you can't help but think you have it all figured out, that you already know what will happen. Trust me, you will be wrong.
What made me HAVE TO read this book was the fact that the plot was beyond anything I could have ever imagined. You know how sometimes you thinks you've seen it all, that every new story will always be familiar one way or another. Again, you will be wrong.
Sara and Brian have two children: Jesse and Kate. When Kate is only two she is diagnosed with a very rare case of leukemia that pretty much guarantees her eventual death. Sara, as any other mother would, refuses to let go and give up. So a third child, Anna, is conceived, using the proper genetic methods to guarantee she is the perfect donor for her sister, who will provide the necessary donations to keep her alive... for as long as possible. At the age of 13 Anna decides to sue her parents for rights to her own body, she wants to stop feeling like she's alive only to save her sister.
Things are NOT as clear cut as they may seem to you right now, and the ending that is probably shaping in your head is NOT what will happen.
This is the story of a family falling apart because suddenly parents cannot be parents but rather saviors who must do whatever it takes to keep one of their children alive. While the other two can only wonder what it'd been like to have a family.
I have never struggled so much reading something... it was really tough.
Jodi is an amazing writer, let me be clear about that. I totally totally loved her style, she is concise, beautiful and the amount of research done for the novel is just IMPRESSIVE. As a reader, her words are like fine chocolate. But I have to be honest... it'll be a while before I feel brave enough to read one of her works again.
Read it if you have a brave heart and can keep your eyes on that light at the end of the tunnel. Because no matter how dark she may make it... she'll never let you forget it IS really there.
Yes or no?
That is all.
-Campell ('My Sister's Keeper' Jodi Picoult)
