Parents and Children in Movies
Right on the heels of watching Decline of the American Empire, we watched The Barbarian Invasions. What a beautiful goddamn movie. The first one was really good, but too dispassionately analytical. The sequel is the most genuinely moving film I’ve seen in I don’t know how long. Last night after watching the first half, Mama Dog and I were talking about how a movie like this seems a lot different to us now that it would have before we were parents. The parent-child issues don’t have quite the same immediacy when you’ve only lived one side of that equation. I thought The Sweet Hereafter was a sad and beautiful movie eight years ago, but I think it would rip my guts out if I saw it today.