(viewed on 7/11/11)
In yer face, readers!!! (?)
nbd, I finally watched Schindler’s List, THAT’S ALL! Now I’ll never again have to say to my friends, family, and colleagues, “Oh well, about that Schindler’s List reference you just made, I don’t get it, because I somehow missed Schindler’s List, even when it was on without commercials that time. Yeah, I know right? But, when am I going to be in the mood to watch it now??????????”
BAM!! Now for a review. It’s a great film. It’s just as important as I had always hoped. On that end, it did not disappoint. However. I was bracing myself for…the saddest film ever made, for my soul to be wrenched in physical pain, for a Sunset Junction of tears that likewise never happened. It’s possible that I would have cried more if I had watched it alone, and not with Sarah, who shared my awkward burden of never having seen the film. But, I don’t think that was it. I generally cry with abandon when I need to, wherever I may be. No, I believe that I overestimated this film’s tearfactor, and at the same time underestimated my own experience with Holocaust matters. I’ve read and watched a lot of horrific material on the subject, and while it’s never less horrific to re-visit, I’ve at least learned to hold it in. The very, very ending of the film made me cry the most, with the footage of the survivors. That was brutal. Surviving is part of the tragedy.
On a lighter note, how great is Ben Kingsley? Pretty great.
I should also note that I saw the last Harry Potter film a few nights after watching Schindler’s List, and it made Voldemort seem scary for once.
