Babel
Last night,I watched the Oscar Nominee film Babel. I did not planned to watch it..It just so happen that evrybody was busy in the house and I had nothing else to do. Pearl wasusing the internet and claire was busy conceptualizing her dance and kuya nino was well, I don’t know..he was locking himself in his room probably surfing the net or watching dvds as well.
and I was left with only one option to sure my boredom..whish was the dvd player.
at first, I tried to listen to songs by women artist. It sort of boost my enery at firts because it complimented the new arrangement of the house.. We had just rearranged the house furnitures and the new feel was so cozy it felt like we were in a cafe..
I for one wanted the new arrangement because the sala set was now paralleled to the dim lights and the dinner table was parallel to to high light which was the right thing to do architecturally.
and it was alot cozier in the sala area. so I hybernated in the bin bags for a while and then started going through the dvds while listening to imogen heap and all the really good artist when I came across a film called Babel.
I would be lying if I tell you that I have not heard about the movie.I know that it was good but I never really had the chance to watch it because of all the plates and all the exams and ofcourse our romanitic date with alvin..
so finally, i had the chance to watch it and well, let’s just say when my eyes started dropping, the eyelids come up again like a remote controlled stepford wife!
Babel was movie ofpure reality.It presented life and the inevitable circumstances of it. It showed that life is hopeless.
Babel, started with two kids accidentally shooting a tourist in Morocco. They were playing with this new gun their father bought over a goat from Hassan. Hassan, who originally owned the gun was a good friend of a japanese hunter who actually really owned the gun in legal papers. this japanees hunter had a daughter who was confused and depressed ove her mother’s suicide..
I like the way Inarrutu presented the story line and the chain reaction and connections of each character..because it was so real..and it tell us that simple gesture may lead to unevitable problems in the future..
in another connected story.the tourist that was such played by kate blanchet had a sona and a daughter. these kids were raise and taken cared of by a mexican yaya..
I was really touched by the mexican yaya part because it was close to a filipina yaya. see the thing is that the racism and bais of a darked skin molata was implicitly shown in the movie..
it was so sad because the film was trying to say that bias over skin color is inevitable..
and yes, it is…in the world that we live in…white colored people dominate that even with just an accidentalshot of a kid can lead to allegations like a terrorist shot these americans..etc..
see,it is so sad that stereotype and biases exist in this world..because whether we like ti or not…it is reality..and the sadest part of it is that their seemto be nothing else that we can do..
we know that problems like this happen but we can never to something about it.
sigh
after finishing the movie with my emotions hanging on dantes’ peak..I slept with accepting reality nevertheless
