Precious

Over the holidays I went to see the movie Precious. After recieving so much attention and being executive produced by Oprah, what was I really waiting for? Truth be told it takes me a loooooooong time to see a movie. I often have to get the recommendation from friends and family as well as credible media hounds. Actually one of my good friends thought that this movie 'isn't for you, Ash' because of some of the images...and I am prone to nightmares for weeks after seeing certain flicks. Well, this was one of those movies. Within the first five minutes I had to seriously talk to myself not to leave the theatre. I cringe right now as I remember the scenes featuring vaseline and fried chicken. It is the same feeling of fright when I remember scenes from Boys Don't Cry or Monsters Ball.

I know it is unrealistic but I always want only the fantasy from movies...the riding off into the sunset and the happily ever afters. But what are we to get from movies? The answer to that question is as broad as the Art imitates Life concept. That being said, the movie does a fantastic job at encouraging dialogue of the painful truths of incest and domestic violence.
I'm the eternal optimist and always find the good in any painful silver screening. Hilary Swank and Halle Berry got their Oscars from the very movies I feared although I was kinda mad that Halle had to get in that 'way'...while on all fours - but I guess a really beauty as such she is had to get plenty ugly - I don't know - that is a debate for another post, right?). And now the lead character of Precious, Gabourey Sidibe is receiving her own Oscar buzz. It is almost like deja vu with that of Jennifer Hudson - not just plus-sized perfection but the under dog winning. I love NOTHING more! Go get 'em Gabby...you've got my support! I look forward to your red carpet moments and acceptance speeches. And check her out looking all glowy on the cover of V magazine. Nice!