I've Loved You So Long...

I have some new readers and viewers to this worldsphere of mine, so I'd like to do more reviews of things I've done in Honolulu.
Ever since I left my boyfriend and all manner of old friends behind in other parts of the world, I've become a little bit more introspective. Don't get me wrong, I've made lots of friends and have had wonderful times with them on the island. But sometimes, between work and school and music, I need a little bit of "Rach time," corny as that sounds.
Hence, my Kahala 8 Sunday Showtime. I love Kahala 8 theatres because they always show smaller films that the other theatres in Honolulu don't show, and unlike Doris Duke, no one ever goes so its never crowded. I consider Kahala 8 Honolulu's best kept secret... and I love it. Every Sunday I endeavour to see a film, on my own, and to absorb it completely. Normally gregarious, I totally eschew any company that might want to come along, it just seems right to have this time to myself.
Last night I watched "I've Loved You So Long," which was probably my favorite film I've seen this year. I loved it because I intend to be a forensic psychologist, and to work with felons. Here I saw an intimate portrait of a person who is literally stigmatized forever for a decision that she made. A mistake? Perhaps... but one that she must continually suffer for. Her estranged family attempts to be there for her while she tries over and over again to go on living, albeit as self-contained as possible. I don't think very many people understand what it means to never be able to be free of the past. But for the people I worked with, it was the complete sum total of their lives. Hope is so difficult, and desperate, but they still held on... I want to be able to aid this process of recovery as much as possible. I was glad that Juliette had a family to go to, and a social worker (albeit one that she makes fun of), but I was still wondering about the "halfway hosue" situation in France... perhaps they don't have any? Halfway houses help to ease the transition between prison and home, and I fully and totally believe in them. I hope to start a program like that on Hawaii one day, as we currently dont' have one.
But I digress... back to the film at hand. It touched me because the dialogue was so real, and the arguements so universal, but the characters and people brought emotion and love to the story. Of all the reasons to "go on," it seems that love is still the greatest one of all... even though is never even mentioned until the end of the film.