June 25, 2014 The Road
“Light comes slowly, too slowly, as I stumble into your sights. I am yours, you’re mine. Have you lost your picture of the road through the trees? Misplaced the list of rivers and place names you borrowed to tell stories?” Viggo Mortensen writes in his poem “Linger” which appeared in his book of the same name. I thought it fitting since I watched his 2007 movie The Road and read his poetry this week.
Friday I did laundry and watched the movies I got from the library. First came A Dangerous Method. It was about Freud, Jung and the new talk therapy. Viggo played Freud. It was a good movie. Though I got it from the library because Viggo was in it, I would have liked it with or without him. Jung has long been an interest of mine. The second movie was Good about a writer in Germany who gets caught up in the SS before WWII. He is basically a good guy, but doesn’t realize the horror of the holocaust until it is too late.
I ran to the Golden Library and picked up The Road after I dropped off the other two movies. I came home and put the movie in to watch. It was sad, but poetic. It is a post-apocalyptic tale of a journey of a father and his young son over a period of several months, across a landscape blasted by an unspecified cataclysm that has destroyed most of civilization and, in the intervening years, almost all life on Earth. The relationship between the man and the boy reminded me of Ray and Phalen for some reason. Maybe it was Viggo that reminded me of Ray more than anything. I don’t know. In any case, it was comforting to watch him.