About Schmidt
Posted on August 16, 2004
A good gauge on how much I enjoyed a film is whether or not I'm still thinking about the story the next morning. That of course helps when watching the movie before going to bed but, nevertheless an impressive feat.
On the train this morning I couldn't help but think how eerily normal all the characters where in that film. From Warren's painfully everyday grandmother-esque wife Helen, "don’t dilly-dally", to his friendly trailer park neighbour and occupational therapist wife. Warren Schmidt's total moron for a future son-in-law Randall, as he tries humorously to shovel air during Warren's father of the bride speech. A speech in which Warren desperately tries to recall a pleasant moment shared by the two of them. These types of characters aren’t usually written into Hollywood movies and for understandable reasons. They remind us how average we really are and how funny we aren't (most of the time).
After ejecting the disc and returning it to the blue padded Tsutaya envelope Masako and I shared a moment. Without words we came to agreement that we would never get old and normal, and that if I ever started collecting ceramic figurines that she should promptly put me out of my misery.
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