Last night I watched:
Griffin & Phoenix (Divorced, disconnected from his kids and living in a gloomy bachelor's pad, Griffin (
Dermot Mulroney) is already down when he's diagnosed with inoperable cancer. Thus, it's with resignation that he enrolls in a class about accepting death -- never dreaming that he'll learn to accept life instead. Hope comes in the form of his academic adviser, the lovely Phoenix (
Amanda Peet). Soon, the two embark on a romance that will change both their lives.)
Phoenix is unable to have children. And in one scene they are walking down the street and there is a mom YELLING and SCREAMING at her 10 or 12 year old kid, and Phoenix says something like "hey! stop that! don't yell at him, leave him alone" and the mom's like "hey you nut job, this is none of your business" and then Phoneix sees there is a baby in the minivan too and she says "you have a baby too!!!" and then she just looses it and starts banging the other woman's stroller on the ground "it's not fair it's not fair" sobbing and crying and finally crumbling on the ground.
Oh man, I could SO feel her pain! And I thought of you guys. I've wanted to do something similar SO many times.
I guess that's the difference between reality and the movies. I'd prolly be locked up if I let loose like that!
It was a good movie, a bit sad, but sometimes that kind of movie puts things into perspective.
Some of you may remember when I witnessed a mom telling her 2-year-old she couldn't stand the sight of him and to go stand on the other side of this outdoor patio where we were eating. He went and stood next to a wall and cried, and I sat at my table and cried. I really wanted to bang her or her stroller around! BUt I just sat and cried.
Love and hugs,
Julie