Last night some friends and I went to watch Boyhood. A 3-hour movie on a work-day Wednesday. I, being totally behind on what’s even out at the theatres and still slightly jet lagged and busy with long work days actually initially protested and tried to vote to get ice cream and watch the sunset instead, but got vetoed.
I’M SO HAPPY I SAW THIS MOVIE! I can’t stop thinking about it, perhaps THE ULTIMATE coming-of-age story.
It was filmed over a span of 12 years in Texas, beginning when Mason Jr (played by Ellar Coltrane) was six years old and continuing until he was 18. Ethan Hawke (swoon) and Patricia Arquette (she never ages) play his parents. I read that the director, Richard Linklater, said the real star is time though.
It made me think of my past twelve years. Of all the voices and influences in our heads. Of the homophobia boys face in school. Of discovering our hobbies. Of the doldrums in life. Of moments in time. There’s a sweet sweet scene when the kids are little getting the new Harry Potter book. It’s so nostalgic and touching and the music is fantastic because let’s face it songs capture time better than really anything else. I read this review after seeing the film – which overall got rave reviews – but this critic was blasting the movie for starting out with Coldplay’s Yellow. Pffft. Duuuuuude, 12 years ago that song was on about three different of my mixed CDs. It’s perfect.