If you would like to watch a movie that makes you want to load your shotgun and become a vigilante, then be sure to see The Lovely Bones. While watching this 2010 release from DreamWorks, starring Stanley Tucci and Saoirse Ronan, conflicted phrases kept coming to mind: delightfully horrendous, and despicably magical were among those giving true worth to the oxymoron. Such a terribly real story is told here with the most beautiful and imaginative graphic work.
The story of a young girl’s murder, and the continuing life of her family and her murderer, is told metaphysically by the girl herself in this thriller. We viewers meet her in the “in-between world” where she finds herself, and witness her working to reconcile the extraordinary beauty of this mere pre-heaven with the absolute ugliness and pain caused by sinful man below. We watch both the victimizer and victims as they move through the ensuing years.
Graphically speaking, this movie sets new standards for creative imagination! The visual delights, however, contrasting with real world scenes of man’s prowess in deception and shamefulness do not combine to provide a cozy feel good movie, but to keep the viewer alarmed and poised for combat. With a director like Peter Jackson at the helm, and Steven Spielberg as one of the executive producers, I was not surprised that this movie was executed almost flawlessly. Susan Sarandon starred as the drunken Grandmother everyone loves to despise, and played her role to the hilt. Newcomer Saoirse Ronan is a remarkable actress already, and Stanley Tucci, for the authenticity he brought as the extreme creep, it seems should truly be hung by the neck until dead!
Every movie has problems, and a real critic will point them out, but in a film like this, I find that it is the under girding theme that should get the attention. How we dare to neglect our children, the safety of our families and our society, when instead of being vigilant (no, not vigilantes) over our families, neighborhoods and our larger culture, we are satisfied with being “tolerant”. So the pervert who kidnaps your daughter was listed as a “sex offender” somewhere: tell me how that helps when her remains are finally found, and you are told that he somehow managed to escape…from his ankle bracelet.
We allow governing boards to rate our movies, protect our kids from the evils of censorship, see that no one is allowed to judge intent or infringe on another’s right to privacy. It is time that we govern the boards. We the people decided long ago that we must have a police force and a judicial system in order to purge from our lives all those who would hurt or abuse us, be it by their irresponsible driving or intentional assaults. We should not then allow the “rights” of those who can not control themselves, to take control of our freedom to live in peace.
I recommend that you watch The Lovely Bones, and get mad. Which little board or council in your area is under representing the value of your freedom and perhaps in some subtle way, exalting the supposed rights of others?