If It’s Not Okay, It’s Not The End…

Happy Mother’s Day! I had a wonderful day, which is unusual for me. I decided I wanted to spend the day at the movies and while I didn’t get to see all the movies I wanted, I did get to see two. And the first was, I think, one of the best films I’ve seen.

The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel is absolutely brilliant. Gorgeous, colorful, full of life, brilliantly acted. And it’s about older people. Yes, you read that correctly. There are only 2 young people in the movie (Dev Patel and Tena Dasae) and they aren’t the main characters.

I cannot express how refreshing this was. A movie that focused on story & characters rather than pretty people with hard bodies. This was amazing. Stories that are usually not only untold, they’re totally ignored. Because in our culture, old people are boring and horrible.

I’m just sickened by that fact. The stories here were breathtaking. Heart-wrenching, honest. It’s beautiful to see these characters given front & center screen time rather than being relegated to just being someone’s grandmother or boss or something.

The acting deserves it’s own post, almost. Watching these amazing actors play out these stories was like sitting in on a master class. I mean, the level of expertise here is through the roof. Every moment is simply brilliant – and the big moments? Just holy crap woah. There’s a scene with Judi Dench & Bill Nighy and joined by Penelope Wilton (who will always be Prime Minister Harriet Jones as far as I’m concerned) that should be studied by every acting class ever in the whole world. It’s absolutely pitch-perfect and so honest & raw. It felt like someone reached their heart into my chest and tore it open. I practically choked the sobs out.

Tom Wilkinson’s story surprised me, but it was amazing. It was wickedly honest. Not showy or ostentatious – just truthful. And beautiful. Oh, and here’s a nugget I loved – his character’s name was Graham Dashwood. Which is awesome, because he played Mr. Dashwood (Elinor & Marianne’s father who dies in the beginning) in 1995’s Sense & Sensibility. I loved that so much.

Maggie Smith is simply an international treasure. Everything she does is totally brilliant and makes me just throw my hands up and say “I’m not worthy”. I just can’t come up with enough superlatives for her. Bill Nighy gave a wonderful understated performance. He’s just wonderful.

If this movie is playing anywhere near you, you must, must, MUST go see it. It’s an absolute rarity in today’s movie world and it needs tons of ticket sales.

Oh, one last thing. Am I the only person who can’t stand people sitting by them at the movies? I was the first person at this movie. I chose my seat and there were others who came in after me. Of course, a group of 4 came in and sat to my left with one empty seat between us. I wasn’t happy, but I sucked it up. Right as the movie started, another guy came in, crawled over me and told me the seat to my left was “his seat” and waited for me to move my bag. Of course, there were about 100 other seats open, but this dude had to sit RIGHTFREAKINGNEXTTOME. I sighed in disgust and said, “Fine. I’ll move.” Even though I was here first. Even though you could sit ANYWHERE ELSE. That’s okay – don’t worry. I’LL move. I honestly, truthfully, sometimes hate other people.