There is so much I cannot watch or read now that I am a mother. Violence, harm to children, true crime. Hell, even some marvel movies, but I could just be burnt out on them.
My sister’s best friend growing up just died due to drugs - and I’m terrified of when my son is older and what he could encounter. Will I one day experience a similar scene like Angela’s and Patty’s? Will I be able to tell my son that I trust him? But what if he’s the friend? What then?
There is one scene in a movie between a parent and a child that makes me tear up every time, and it’s weird and unexpected. The Hulk with Edward Norton. Liv Tyler plays his love interest and her father is the bad guy. Her father rolls up in a tank to try and take the Hulk down but Liv steps in front of the tank and screams “DAD!” You don’t know until this moment that the stern, grey mustachioed military man is her dad. But you hear in her scream her begging him to listen to her and you know that in the past he has not listened. I hope with all my heart that my son never has to step in front of a (hopefully) metaphorical tank to get me to listen.
There is so much I cannot watch or read now that I am a mother. Violence, harm to children, true crime. Hell, even some marvel movies, but I could just be burnt out on them.
My sister’s best friend growing up just died due to drugs - and I’m terrified of when my son is older and what he could encounter. Will I one day experience a similar scene like Angela’s and Patty’s? Will I be able to tell my son that I trust him? But what if he’s the friend? What then?
There is one scene in a movie between a parent and a child that makes me tear up every time, and it’s weird and unexpected. The Hulk with Edward Norton. Liv Tyler plays his love interest and her father is the bad guy. Her father rolls up in a tank to try and take the Hulk down but Liv steps in front of the tank and screams “DAD!” You don’t know until this moment that the stern, grey mustachioed military man is her dad. But you hear in her scream her begging him to listen to her and you know that in the past he has not listened. I hope with all my heart that my son never has to step in front of a (hopefully) metaphorical tank to get me to listen.
Brilliantly written. Thank you for this!