(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.