You’re telling me the woman whose tragedy was sensationalized as she was weirdly sexualized and demonized and judged in the court of public opinion doesn’t like the true crime industry? Weird.
I was just having a conversation with my neighbor about how I don’t have time anymore for conversations, relationships, art, etc. if it isn’t inspiring or leaves you better for having experienced it.
I think we can’t overstress the importance of the stories that are in the zeitgeist. This film came up. We need more stories of a hopeful future. Not just because so much in the world is bleak, but because I believe the stories we tell and hear affect the world we build.
While it’s a depressing movie (and book, of course - and I agree the book is if anything even better), the characters have every single possible reason to be depressed. Without getting into any spoilers you couldn’t get by reading the back cover, the main character is mourning the loss of his wife, the end of civilization, and knowing his child will only inherit a bleak world of ashes.
Just finished reading the book and I wouldn’t say the bleakness has no purpose. The bleakness contrasts those brief moments of un-bleakness (hope feels like too strong a word in this context). Those moments like drinking coke or finding shrivelled apples on the brink of starvation became so much more meaningful because of how bleak their situation is.
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