wolves and lambs
For a number of years after my brothers and I were adults, my parents lived in a distant city.
My father accepted a position there and they had a big big house with rooms for my brothers and I, as well as my children, to visit them. They flew us all back and forth with great regularity and we all enjoyed the city they lived in.
But there were, obviously, some weekends my parents spent alone, in the distant city. And on some of those weekends, they would rent a pile of movies and watch them.
One monday morning, my dad called me to tell me about their movie watching weekend.
They had watched Dances With Wolves, he told me.
He had liked it a lot.
It was long though, and about three quarters of the way through it he was confused, he turned to my mother and asked her where the cannibal was.
She just looked at him.
And Jodie Foster, he wondered out loud, wasn't Jodie Foster supposed to be in this movie?
No, my mother told him, Jodie Foster isn't in this movie.
Well, what was the movie with Jodie Foster and a cannibal and wolves?!
Do you mean Silence of the Lambs? My mother offered...
Wolves! Lambs! what do I know?! My father replied.
Priceless isn't it?
(my mother tells it much better, but she doesn't have a blog)
So, last night we were channel surfing and I saw a chunk of Dances With Wolves.
I just thought I'd mention that I really like this movie.
It's not really the kind of movie one would think I would like, but I do.
Except the sweeping violin music that pervades it. That I could do without.
But it's a good feel bad/sad kind of movie.
Except for Kevin Costner's voice over -- which is kind of meh.
I love the part when Stands With A Fist comes to the teepee to speak with John Dunbar (Kevin Costner) for the first time. She has not spoken english in so long that it is difficult for her.
It's very well done.
The subtle and evocative work done by the actors playing native americans is just so good.
I am sure it is the first film I ever saw from the perspective of the native americans.
And at the end? When Wind In His Hair is on top of the mountain screaming down to Dunbar:
I am Wind In His Hair.
Do you see that you’re my friend?
Do you see that I will always be your friend?*
That just gets me every time.
Sometimes, when I am leaving someone, or finishing a conversation, I just want to shout that
Do you see that you are my friend? Do you see that I will always be your friend?
so that everyone around us can hear me say it.
*here is a terrific link to a couple of guys discussing movie scenes that made them cry.