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Friday Is For Films: Lion, With Dev Patel

Friday Is For Films: Lion, with Dev Patel

I first saw Dev Patel in Slumdog Millionaire and buy, was I impressed! Then I saw him in Best Exotic Marigold Hotel and I was hooked.

But Lion, well, that’s a different story. First of all, the movie is based on real events, and second, those real events are a harsh reality in India. The movie plot revolves around a child who gets lost and his attempts to reconnect with his family. I am not going to spoil it for you, because I really think you should see it.

Movies based on real life stories usually have some sort of artificial fabric in them, like they want to look too real. Not this one. You can’t even tell is just an actual story until the end. The pace is well measured, the atmosphere is brutally realistic, dialogues are just how they has to be. And don’t forget the amazing performance of Nicole Kidman, as the adoptive mother of Dev Patel.

And one of the biggest surprises of the movie is not Dev Patel, but the small kid who plays for the first third of the movie. I have yet to see a similar acting performance at such a fragile age. I don’t think the kid is more than 4 years old and yet, his play is nothing short of magic.

If you’re short on tissues, just go buy a box before the movie, because you’re gonna need them. Just be warned. I have yet to met someone who didn’t cry at this movie.

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The spooky thing about depression is that it sneaks in. There aren’t really trumpets and loud voices announcing: “Hail, hail, this is depression entering the room, all rise!” Nope. It’s slow, silent, creepy. It doesn’t even look like depression. It starts with small isolation thoughts like: “Maybe I shouldn’t get out today, I just don’t feel like going out”. And then it does the same next day. And then the day after that and so on. And then it starts to whisper louder and louder in your ears: “Why would you go outside, you loser? Didn’t have enough yet? Want more people to make fun of how much of a big, fat loser you are?”

And then you start to breath in guilt and shame, instead of air. Every breathe you take is putting more dark thoughts into your body.

Until you get stuck. You can’t move anymore. At all.

If you want to know how I got out of this space, eventually, check out my latest book on Amazon and Kindle.

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