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Film:  The Stories We Tell

A pretty good documentary.  Some interesting reenactments done in 8mm.  Really liked the cuckolded father figure.  The story, in a way, ultimately became his.  He was a terrific writer.

The story and world got me thinking about the lack of anyone in the film with religious beliefs or strict morals.  People didn't really talk about things in terms of being right or wrong, but just want someone chose to do at the time for emotional reasons.  And making choices in this manner, I thought, caused a lot of confusion and damage to others.  But no one in the film seemed to have the language to talk about the events in those terms.  No one in the film felt like they were wrong or were wronged.  I found it puzzling.  I suppose there was one brother who felt that way, but his POV was minimized.  And, perhaps not coincidentally, he was the only one whose marriage survived.

Saw this on a Monday night and we were the only people in the theater.  $27 for two tickets.  It's awfully hard to justify spending that amount of dough on a documentary -- even a good one.  I suppose you get a night out and it is still cheaper than going to the theater or a fancy restaurant.  But I can't help but think the optimal viewing experience for documentaries are Netflix instant.  Maybe this is nothing new as documentary has always been a fringe aspect of the theater going experience and show at smaller, art house theaters where there are audiences for such things.  I guess I feel like movies like this ought to be cheaper.  Maybe all movies in theaters ought to be cheaper.