{"id":17544,"date":"2016-09-25T09:03:54","date_gmt":"2016-09-25T13:03:54","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ianchadwick.com\/blog\/?p=17544"},"modified":"2021-05-15T07:44:57","modified_gmt":"2021-05-15T11:44:57","slug":"wrinkles-a-review","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ianchadwick.com\/blog\/wrinkles-a-review\/","title":{"rendered":"Wrinkles: a review"},"content":{"rendered":"
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\"Wrinkles\"<\/a>Abandon all hope, ye who enter here.<\/strong> It’s the phrase that highlights the entrance to Hell in Dante’s Inferno<\/a>. It could just as easily by carved above the entrances to many nursing and retirement homes. I recalled that phrase as we watched the 2011 animated film, Wrinkles<\/a><\/em>, last night.<\/p>\n

Susan thought it the most depressing film she’d ever seen. I rather liked it: it was honest and artistically interesting. But not uplifting, I’ll agree. There is a sense of redemption at the end, but it is not the happily-ever-after sort of ending that most film redemption brings. It’s more of the shake-hands-with-reality sort of acceptance that things don’t change.<\/p>\n

From Wikipedia<\/a>:<\/p>\n

The story is set in a retirement home and revolves around the friendship between two elderly men, one of them in the early stages of Alzheimer’s disease.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

There aren’t many happy endings in any film about dementia or Alzheimer’s<\/a>. The 2006 Canadian movie, Away From Her<\/a>, captured it beautifully and poignantly. The 1981 film On Golden Pond<\/em> did too, from another angle. But no matter how artistically rendered, it’s an uncomfortable, sad story in any situation.<\/p>\n

Then there’s the whole matter of people putting their aging parents into nursing homes. Even when done for the best of reasons – care, safety, oversight, concern, love and the inability of modern, working adults to cope effectively with the demands of an ill or aging parent- it still feels to many of the elderly that they have been abandoned. Shuffled off to wait out their inevitable death away from all the people they knew, the places they knew and the daily routines of their lives to a place devoid of romance, of passion, of familiarity.<\/p>\n

Is this what we live our lives for? That question haunts the film.<\/p>\n

You can’t feel the same depth of emotion with an animated film, so perhaps it’s the better vehicle for exploring the theme. It doesn’t wrench the tears from viewers the same way human actors can. Still, it has its moments.<\/p>\n