Marriage Story is about a couple who respect, love, and really seek to understand each other in the midst of a divorce. I was apprehensive and put off watching it only because it seemed like a clear ‘Oscar bait’ film The story however is really brought to life by its characters and almost relies upon the incredible acting of Adam Driver and Scarlett Johansson. That’s not to say the film is flat without them. Noah Baumbach benefits having directing control over his script making sure all of his characters are sharp and incredibly human (I really felt like I could put a name to any one of the faces). Its aesthetic is wonderfully clear and the storytelling benefits from this sort of continuity of style. What I really appreciated about Marriage Story was that I at no point felt like the film was shoving a message down my throat. There are undeniable themes and some gender stereotypes are addressed but in a gracious context that invites understanding. It’s really a masterpiece of a story and is very much a contender for one of my favorite films of all time.
often i’ll write about my relationship with God in a way that might be uncomfortable for some. notably, all of my writing about God is in the form of a conversation. i think God values absolute honesty in communication, even if it is at times heretical. i feel when i am able to speak with God like this i am able to strengthen my relationship with him in a way that is honoring to Him. because i do love Him.
this is written as a set of four mirroring a backwards walk through the stages of grief. traditionally there are five stages to grief, the last stage being acceptance. this poem omits acceptance as i feel acceptance is unwritable. acceptance, to me, is a continuous process and since it involves so much change and continuous contemplation, the feeling itself can’t be isolated into a poem.
i wrote beginning with the last stages of grief so as to show the exchange of losing confidence in myself and losing my confidence in God. so here are the four poems and an extrapolation of my times wrestling with grief.