They Shall Not Grow Old

They Shall Not Grow Old

What an amazing feat for Peter Jackson, director of Lord of the Rings and The Hobbit. He has taken film of British soldiers during WW I and paired it with audio interviews, made in the 60s, of men who had served in WW I to create an amazing look at those soldiers’ experiences. By using digital technology, Jackson and his crew have given life to young men who have faded long ago into memories. About 15 minutes into the film, there was an audible gasp from the audience when we first saw the film looking as though it had been shot yesterday. The origin of the title became apparent as the bloodshed and the madness of the war filled the screen.

After the movie was finished and the credits had rolled, Jackson appeared again–this time to explain the process by which the film footage and the audio recordings were put together in a coherent way. It was fascinating to hear the details of how this was done–part of the process was being a detective. Lipreaders decoded what the soldiers were saying; experts in military history determined where the soldiers were from; sound men were able to recreate the booming of the artillery; and computer IT people digitized the film, smoothing out the movements and providing the appropriate colors. Be sure you stay for that.

This is not a film for the faint of heart or the squeamish. There are dead bodies, terrible injuries, filth, and horror. But, watching this is a reminder of why war is not the answer.

The Zookeeper’s Wife

The Zookeeper’s Wife: A War Story

By Diane Ackerman

Here is an interesting nonfiction account of the German occupation of Warsaw during World War II. I have read a number of books about the Warsaw Ghetto and the treatment of the Jews by the Nazis, but this book about the zoo in Warsaw and the Polish family who ran it is fascinating. Jan and Antonina Zabinski devoted their lives and careers to building a world-class zoo, one that was humane and responsive to the needs of its residents. Jan, a well-respected scientist, and Antonina, an author, were known throughout the zoo community for their efforts. When the Germans invaded Poland, they thought that perhaps their zoo might be spared from attack. However, they were quickly disillusioned by bombing that destroyed many of the animal habitats, killing some of the animals and allowing others to escape.

When a Nazi officer whom they knew as the curator of the Berlin zoo showed up, offering to take some of their rarer species back to Germany—just on loan for safekeeping, the Zabinskis knew they had no choice. The Germans coveted these rare animals as examples of purer Aryan breeds and wanted to use them in their efforts to reestablish them in the wild—all part of the crazy Nazi eugenics programs. Left with very few animals to care for, the Zabinskis turned their attentions to the people of Warsaw who needed their help: the Jews in the Ghetto. Their villa at the zoo became a refuge for Jewish refugees who were waiting to escape to safer places—a very dangerous enterprise for the Zabinskis and their young son Rhys.

I enjoyed this war story because it provided a viewpoint I was unfamiliar with, that of non-Jewish Polish citizens in their occupied country. The author, a naturalist, also uses her familiarity with the animal world to infuse her work with great stories about the Zabinskis’ pets and the art of zoo keeping.

Old Men in the Movies

My husband and I recently viewed three movies with old men, two in leading roles and one making a scene-stealing appearance as a minor character. Old Man with a Gun and Mule each had similar premise–old guy who has neglected his family for years in pursuit of pleasure and thrills.

Robert Redford in Old Man with a Gun is charming as a man who has been in and out of prison many times, often for robbing banks. He has never shot anyone and part of the reason he does it is for the thrill. The bank managers and tellers he robs all say that he seems like a gentleman and that he is happy. When he meets a woman with whom he strikes up a friendship, he lets down his guard, and ends up in prison one more time. But the woman (Sissy Spacek) waits for him and provides him with a place to stay when he is released. That’s a simplistic summary, but the movie is more of a character study than an action movie–a character study of the old bank robber and of the police detective who finds him. The detective becomes involved at a time when he is questioning his satisfaction with being on the police force, and catching this gentleman robber becomes his goal. Based loosely on a true story, this is an interesting look at ageing and the ideals that drive people to choose criminality. Redford is charming and still handsome, although there are a few too many close ups for me, and the movie did seem to drag somewhat. There is no violence, and I can’t remember if there’s any profanity.

Clint Eastwood, both as actor and director, in Mule creates a different sort of criminal, one who becomes a criminal unknowingly. He has lost his business, his wife and daughter won’t talk to him, and he needs a job. When a young man asks if he can drive well, he accepts the one-time job of delivering something. Obviously, it’s drugs that he is delivering, but, when he sees the amount of money he is making, he makes the choice to continue doing drug runs, even though it becomes increasingly clear that he is dealing with very dangerous people. He uses the money he makes to, in my mind, absolve himself of the selfish behavior he has shown his family over the years. This movie was not at all what I expected based on the trailer I had seen. There is a good deal of humor associated with his reaction to some of the situations in which he finds himself. There is no graphic violence–there is a shooting and one dead body, but very little blood and nothing I had to turn away from. I enjoyed the movie, although, here’s a warning: one of my friends felt like it made criminal activity acceptable. I don’t agree because the old man does pay a price, but be forewarned.

If I had to pick my favorite between the above two movies, I would go with Mule; however, my real favorite is Dick Van Dyke’s cameo in Mary Poppins Returns, a delightful continuation of the original Mary Poppins. Emily Blunt is a no-nonsense nanny who has returned to the home of her former charges. Although she is there ostensibly for their children, it becomes clear that their father and his sister need help as well. Lin Manuel-Miranda makes being a lamplighter look like a wonderful career as he sings and dances and shows the children and Mary Poppins the city of London. The songs are lovely, especially one about things that are lost, and the dancing is energetic and fun to watch. The third old man, Van Dyke, makes his appearance where he wows the audience by dancing as though he were decades younger than the 90+ years that he really is. If you want some great family viewing that may bring a few feels, I highly recommend Mary Poppins Returns.

 

Up for possible viewing this weekend are Bohemian Rhapsody and The Upside.

Movie Holiday

Sometimes my husband and I go several months without watching a movie in an actual movie theatre, but the last few weeks we have viewed five. That may be a record for us (even counting movies viewed at home.) Here are my quick reviews of two of them, both documentaries.

Free Solo. Documentary. What an incredible movie about an unbelievable man who has unaccomplished unimaginable goals. Alex Honnold became the first man to climb El Capitan, a 3000+ foot high sheer cliff in Yosemite Park, by himself without ropes. I arrived at the theatre thinking that the film would be just the climb; however, there is much more to the film than a climb. The documentary attempts to unlock the answer to the question of why Alex feels compelled to attempt this superhuman feat. It also examines his relationship to his family, girlfriend, and friends. All of them have misgivings about his feat, but all of them remain steadfastly supportive as he trains and plans. I left this movie exhausted emotionally and with sore leg muscles from unconsciously trying to help Alex make it to the top of the dome. Go to see this. You won’t be sorry.

Ocean of Grass. Documentary. This is a beautiful film about life on a Nebraska Sandhills cattle ranch, following a family through a year of calving, branding, feeding, and selling their herd. Even though I live in Nebraska, have travelled through the Sandhills, and have a son who has had cattle, this movie was an eye-opener about the hardships and dangers of people who choose this life. I feel so much admiration for these people and what can only be a calling. The photography shows people who are unfamiliar with Nebraska’s Sandhills, the only place in the world with this particular geographical formation, what they are missing. The widespread distribution of this film could lead to an uptick in the number of tourists in this mostly unpopulated place. For those of you who want to visit, remember, “Nebraska. It’s not for everyone.”

Tomorrow’s post: Mary Poppins Returns, The Man with the Gun, and Mule.

A Promise to Myself

Deep breath. Begin.

“You’re always you, and that don’t change, and you’re always changing, and there’s nothing you can do about it.” 
― Neil Gaiman, The Graveyard Book

When I retired in May, 2017, after 38 years of teaching high school English, I told myself I would start a blog about books, travel, baking, movies–basically all of those things I was going to spend my time doing. But, let’s check the date for this first blog post. Yep, January 2, 2019. Not exactly accomplishing my goal in a timely manner. Take away the constraints of bells dividing my days into segments, telling me which students I would be with, when I could eat lunch, and when I could go to the bathroom, and I fell into my own sort of schedule–one that did not include any sort of writing except for posts on social media.

So, after years of telling students that they needed to write in order to truly understand the world around them, I have decided to take my own advice as I navigate the world and attempt to figure out the changes wrought by retirement and (dare I admit it) by ageing. If I some of you join me on the journey, I am delighted.