I don’t claim to be a movie critic, but after seeing “The Descendants” recently, a few thoughts came to mind. It is a movie with all the qualities you look for in a film. A hot lead being #1 of course (call me shallow, I’ve been called worse), humour (I love a laugh even at the expense of a fictional character), poignant father/ teen daughter moments, (the fantasies of any parent) plot twists, scenery that makes you weep and wish you were born somewhere far more exotic. The weird odd characters that just don’t really fit but teach valuable life lessons, and then there are the beautiful tearful flash backs of the dying.
Now, it’s these flash backs that triggered in me a deep seeded insecurity. What would be the flashback sequence playing in my movie, in my family’s memory of me?…Oh no, the nagging, the lectures, the impatient short answers, the please just give me space sighs, the frustrated refereeing and sending various children to their rooms, the saying no and being late, the exhausted frazzled face of a mother who needs a vacation, the angry stomping about picking up after “everyone” – no, these do not make for family viewing! No amount of wistful, dreamy music and soft filtered lenses can make a chaotic crazed mother who could do with a stiff drink look joyful or carefree! It just can’t be done!
No, I want the carefree flashbacks dammit. The ones where I toss my head back and belly laugh on the floor with my kids climbing over me. I want the ones where I walk hand in hand with my kids in the woods picking up coloured leaves as if I have never before seen a coloured leaf. Oh please let them show the bike rides, checkers games, helping with math homework, and making homemade ice cream together. Oh and can we have a close up of me kissing a skinned knee there’s surely a ton of that footage around. And lastly, don’t forget to dim the lights for the good night routine, yes, leave that one till the end – that’ll make ‘em cry.
But unfortunately we all know the editing process isn’t up to me. Nope, I guess I better just get busy filling each moment with the good stuff and simply hope it doesn’t end up on the cutting room floor. But maybe I’ll put together my own power point presentation ……you know, just in case.