There are few things I enjoy more in this life than a story well told.
Pieces of creative brilliance that give you the beautiful perspective of viewing the world from the eyes of another.
The film I watched last night, was certainly a story well told.
It’s name was “About Time” and it asked the question:
What if you had the power to go back and redo moments of your life?
Well for me, losing my virginity would have been an entirely different experience.
None of that awkward fumbling…
Perhaps you have had moments you would like to have a second shot at, that job interview where you sat mute in an ill fitting suit, or that date where you ordered the pork ribs, or the time you farted…and followed through.
We’ve all had moments we instantly regret, whether it’s an unripened word or thoughtless action, life tends to be peppered with mistakes and pains, little barbs constantly catching at your skin. When you think about it, we’re all moving through life for the first time, none of us have had these experiences before. It’s not like we get to practice much at school about how to fall in love, let alone how to elegantly deal with the utter desolation of losing that love.
And this is what “About Time” is exploring. Within the film the males in the family have the power to travel through time, or at least through their own life experiences. It is the story of a young man exploring life with this unique skill, learning when to use it and when not to. There are moments of great beauty, such as holding onto the experience of skimming stones on the beach with his father, replaying this moment again and again after his death. And moments of intense pain: racing against the odds to stop his sister from falling into a world of drugs and depression. It is a film documenting the growth of a human, where you witness the unfurling of his being as he is poked and prodded by struggle and hardship.
There are many thoughts this film evokes, the most vital is that despite our many regrets and tragic mistakes, often, we wouldn’t actually change these experiences if given the chance. For all my joking about losing my virginity, I wouldn’t have it any other way. Because the bumps and bruises of life are what shape our character and sculpt the growth of our perspective. Often, the greatest moments of pain are in fact the catalyst that reveal us, to ourselves.
With this in mind, I’m seeking to evolve to the level of the character within the film. The protagonist comes to the conclusion that it is better to enjoy the mundane, be present to the bland contours of the day to day, than to skip through it, living a life on fast forward speeding straight to the grand finale.
And perhaps we could all use a perspective like that. A willingness to embrace all the colours and contours of this life, recognising that each perceived hardship and triumph are simply the mountains and valleys that create the scenery of our days, and the stories of our future.
This film is a story well told.
Check it out!