Sunday, January 13, 2008

Afternoon at the Movies

There should be a special form of sainthood for bestowing on friends who, upon discovering that the movie you're dying to see is actually coming to your tiny small-town cinema, call you up and say, "You're going to the 2:35 on Sunday afternoon, and we're coming over with our girls to watch your kids so you can do so." (Thanks, Connie and Todd!)

Which is to say, Christopher and I went on a date today! Only 15 months after our last one!

People, this movie "Juno": so, so sweet, with such a satisfying ending. And so engrossing that I didn't even think about our babies until the movie was almost over, which is saying a lot considering: a.) the movie is actually ABOUT babies--well, a pregnancy, actually; and b.) so unfamiliar are my girls with being left with someone that I can count on one hand the number of times we have done so, and still have fingers left for typing. In other words, you would have expected me to be nervously preoccupied with thoughts of how everything was going at home. I was not. I was totally and completely wrapped up in this movie. I'd read the New Yorker's piece about the film a few weeks back, and at the movie's climactic turn, a key line from the review kept popping into my head: "Where are love and constancy to be found?" For a bit there, you can't help but wonder.

And that moment when Juno's labor begins, and suddenly the whole family is rushing into the car, and the music starts behind all the action, and despite the circumstances involved, everyone is still exhilarated and excited and right there in it, 100%? Well, how can anyone watch that scene and not be riveted and, come on now and admit it, teary-eyed? You know you were.

Diablo Cody wrote this movie, as everyone knows by now, and she's a hometown girl, too, so it's especially fun to go and listen for the references to Ridgedale and Stillwater and St. Cloud. Unfortunately, though, it was filmed in Vancouver, and is therefore peppered with the kind of jarring inconsistencies only noticeable to the natives: there just aren't towering, dark pine trees ringing the running track at St. Louis Park High School; we just don't have those kinds of trees around here. And when it says "Spring", but outside there are not only clumps of leftover snow, but bushes lush with green leaves too? Um, no.

But those are minor flaws. I loved this movie. I'm so glad we went. Christopher says that at our rate, Julia will be in kindergarten before we see another one. Guess that's probably about right.

6 comments:

Jordan said...

Oh, glad you liked it! We almost went on New Year's Eve in SF, but in the end opted for sleep!! I can't wait to see it, though, we've been dying to ever since seeing the preview. And not JUST because of Jason Bateman, either.

Shan said...

You won't be disappointed. It's fabulous.

donna said...

Congrats on your date!

Rob Hardy said...

Now that our boys are teenagers, we're in a different boat. They've seen Juno and we haven't. We tend to stay home and watch DVDs or read, just glad to have a little peace and quiet!

Shan said...

It's a wonderful thing, to be allowed such glimpses into a future parenting life that right now seems like another planet but which no doubt will be upon us so fast our heads will spin. Especially from someone who remembers these early years so well.

Nonna said...

What dear friends! And now that you have experienced this little taste of freedom, I'd think you could reciprocate one day in the not too distant future so Connie and Todd can have a few hours to themselves...and then they will do it again for you!! And I'll bet they didn't charge $10 per hour! Sounds like a movie I'll have to rent one fine day!