We are such movie buffs that we saw a whopping 2 movies last
year, 2 the year before, 6 the year before that, and 2 in 2012 (yes, I keep
a database).
Starting a roll this year with one movie seen already, Walt
and I went to see Room yesterday. I was so happy to see it had
returned. I read the book last year and was eager to see the movie but
it came and went in Davis so quickly that I never had the chance. But with
Oscar nominations under its belt, they have brought it back for another run.
There were about 10 of us (if that) in the theater, so I doubt it will be
here long!)
As a general rule, movies made from books don't live up to
the book, if you loved it. This was that rare occasion where I thought
the movie was actually better than the book. The book spent a lot more
time in "room" than the movie did, but I thought it covered pretty much
everything it needed to cover. My problem with the book was the last
section of it.
For those who don't know, Room is the story of a
young woman, abducted at age 17, and kept prisoner in a shed behind her
captor's house, where she is raped on a regular basis and brought food and
other basic supplies once a week. Two years into her captivity, she is
pregnant and gives birth to Jack. The story starts on Jack's 5th
birthday.
It's interesting to think of a child whose whole world is
one tiny room with a skylight, but no windows, and one human being (he is
shut in a wardrobe when "Old Nick" arrives so he doesn't have to see what
his mother goes through).
The bond between them is beautiful and his mother does as
much as she can to keep him healthy, active and intellectually stimulated.
She devises a plan to escape, and it works, Old Nick is
captured and Joy and Jack begin their life back in the world.
I hated that part of the book because after the initial
excitement of her return, everyone seemed to cruel to both of them.
They didn't seem to understand that everything in the world was new
and sometimes scary for Jack (even something so simple as going up and down
stairs was something he had to learn). Her mother had a lot of
criticisms of how Jack was being raised (still nursing at age 5, hair
tumbling down his back--she had no scissors, of course!). In the book,
Jack is enrolled in school and the administrators are ridiculously
judgmental and cruel toward him.
However, in the movie, everyone was much more understanding
and the gradual return to normal for Joy and learning about the world for
Jack seemed much more realistic. So I was quite pleased and glad we
had the chance to see it before the Acadamy Awards rolls around (Brie Larson
is up for a best actress award).
But when we got home, I just wanted to go to sleep, and I
did, for a couple of hours, waking feeling "not quite right" in the
digestive area.
I cooked a Blue Apron meal for dinner, but as I cooked, I
knew that was no way I could eat it--or anything, and as soon as I got it on
the plate for Walt, I took to the recliner and eventually went back to
sleep. At 10, I staggered into the living room and flopped on the couch,
where i slept until 1 a.m., after which I moved to the recliner again and
slept an other 3 hours, during which time i seemed to be dreaming about
various scenes from Room.
Whatever was wrong last night seems to have righted itself
and I feel OK this morning, very happy that Walt set up coffee to start by
timer so that I could wake up to freshly brewed coffee!
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