For me, procrastination is an issue, but when I really need down-time (the time when responsibilities are on hold, the dishes can wait and I don’t have to think about anything seriously), I tend to pop in a movie. Let’s just say I watched quite a few movies over the weekend. I even took a mommy date to the movies, alone.
The movies are over and the responsibilities resumed, but I notice a common theme in the movies I watched and the movies I love most. They’re all about women’s lives, the emotions, the trials, the triumphs, the friends and the families.
Driving home from seeing Four Christmases, I thought about movie moms. Now, in all honesty, I had also just watched The Women at home before I left (since it was due back that day). When was the last time a movie truly captured what being the average mother is like? And by average mother, I mean someone who doesn’t have six-figure income, a live-in housekeeper (or one at all) or a nanny. When was the last time a major motion picture actually depicted a true birth and what a mom really looks like hours after the baby is born, the awkward first attempts at breastfeeding? (Though I must give thanks to Four Christmases for giving breastfeeding such prominence, despite the negative connotations.)
I’m grateful that we have films like The Business of Being Born and Orgasmic Birth to highlight true birth. I’m sure there are films out there about real life, true mothering, that I just haven’t seen because they haven’t made it into mainstream. It’s too easy just to grab the latest blockbuster than to research a truly good film that might actually invoke thought during the movie.
That’s not to say I don’t appreciate the drama of the movies, that which adds fiction or exaggerates an aspect of life to make it more interesting, comedic and/or romantic. Honestly, I don’t think I would have loved Under the Tuscan Sun so much had the movie just followed the book. And even movies about ridiculously wealthy women, I suppose, gives me insight into another way of life. Perhaps some day I might shop in Saks or drive a Lexus, but I won’t consider myself a failure if that day never comes. After all, why watch a movie about real life when we have our own lives to live?
Next time I movie binge, I’ll try to remember that the movies I watch will affect me in some way, no matter how tuned out I may think I am. That’s just the way energy works. Hopefully I’ll be encouraged to live even better.
full disclosure of movies watched this weekend in order of my preference:
Amelie (in foreign films section)
The Women (the new version w/ Meg Ryan as Mary Haines)
the kids watched:
Horton Hears a Who
Aloha Scooby Doo (because my kids’ life isn’t complete without some Scooby)