It must have been a typical cold weekday close to Christmas. I was enjoying a bit of tele when a movie advert came on about a giant tidal wave hitting a perfect little Caucasian family in the midst of their happy playing. Their beautiful beach resort was ruined and their faces covered with mud, to which my response was as simple as, “Are you fucking kidding me?”. I simply could not believe a Hollywood blockbuster with one of those short, in vogue titles had been made out of the 2004 tsunami tragedy. With an estimated 230,000 Asian deaths, it was an unfathomable concept to grasp that a film about this event so boldly focused only on a privileged minority who were affected.
For a long time now there has been a gaping difference between what can be defined as a movie and what deserves to be credited as a film. Whilst they both serve the purpose of providing entertainment and escapism, the extent of fiction upon which a film is conducted remains irrelevant to its beauty; a movie on the other hand is audaciously superficial, with its predictable plot and bold assumption that the audience is stupid. Then again, movies are an American phenomenon… With soaring cinema prices forever increasing at extortionate rates (except for in Birmingham where it feels like every day is Orange Wednesday), it is sad that this form of entertainment is increasingly infiltrated by awful, no good for us productions; take for instance, every RomCom since the millennium.
Whilst The Impossible may have been applauded as ‘beautifully accurate’ by other fellow privileged Western survivors of the the tsunami, there is purely no accuracy in the failure to focus on the true victims of the tsunamis; those 1.7 million who lost their homes and everything they owned. Luckily for the Bennett family, the lush holiday resort that got destroyed isn’t theirs and they can go back to their real homes with all their belongings in place (unless they got robbed).
The ending may be happy for this particular family, but for nearly two million people it was pure tragedy and this movie does nothing but let this reality literally wash over the audiences heads.
This, for any film critics reading, counts as a bad review.
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