Dinhternet

(Post­ing because I’m pro­cras­ti­nat­ing. )

Over the week­end, I saw Jour­ney From The Fall with my fam­ily. Not to be con­fused with that movie with Brad Pitt; this one is about a fam­ily deal­ing with the fall of Viet Nam. Although I don’t think all the things that hap­pened to them ever actu­ally could have hap­pened to one fam­ily, all the bits and pieces of their lives really did hap­pen to peo­ple. I have to admit… I cried dur­ing the movie. Think­ing back to some of the scenes now, my eyes are welling up again.

One of the scenes that stands out to me the most in the movie was actu­ally after the fam­ily came to Amer­ica. The refugee boy is hav­ing trou­ble fit­ting in at school, and he gets called into the principal’s office. The prin­ci­pal tells him some­thing along the lines of, “I can imag­ine what you’ve been through…” and all I could think was, “Bull­shit. You have no fuck­ing clue.” I’ve heard sto­ries from my par­ents, my rel­a­tives, and fam­ily friends, and I still get the feel­ing that I have no clue. I’m sure that they are shield­ing me from the worst of it. It takes a movie like this to make you begin to real­ize all that you’ve been miss­ing, so I’m glad Ham Tran had the balls (and other var­i­ous resources) to make this film a reality.

After­wards, my dad pre­dicted that this film would tran­scend “movie” sta­tus and become part of the Viet­namese cul­tural heritage.

If you haven’t seen it, I HIGHLY rec­om­mend check­ing out, whether or not you’re Viet.