When Moonlight was announced as the true winner of Best
Picture, I was pleased--not because I thought Lala Land was bad, or because I
had even seen Moonlight (I didn’t and I hadn’t)--but because something told me
that Moonlight deserved the world’s attention. I finally watched Moonlight
tonight with my friends and my feeling from Oscar night was affirmed. I left the
theater feeling contented.
I had expected to feel sad, but I was satisfied that the
characters of this film, apart from one nasty character, were portrayed with
love, respect, and understanding. Watching them on screen felt less like
examining them and more like gently cradling them in my mind until I felt I’d
accomplished a fairly deep understanding of who they were.
The film is an account of the life of Chiron, an introverted
boy who is bullied by some and rescued by others. The positive people and
negative people seemed easy to distinguish until his friend Kevin blurred the
line between friend and foe. The original script was a play in three acts. The
movie preserved that style of being split into three chapters, one portraying
Chiron as a child, one as a teenager, and one as an adult. The continuum of
Chiron’s life rolled out smoothly with the actors playing both Chiron and Kevin
looking like the same people at different ages.
The music in this film played an important role, setting the
mood for scenes. One of my favorite songs, “Cocoroco Paloma” by Caetano Veloso,
played and although I associate that song with the film
“Talk to Her,” I think it also worked well in this film. The most beautiful
scene is when Kevin plays a song for Chiron on the juke box at his work. The
two characters aren’t able to express their feelings, even as adults, so music
has to do the job. I loved how Chiron still seemed like an awkward and
vulnerable teenager toward the end of the film, the gold fronts on his teeth
looking like braces in an adolescent mouth.
This is one of the most beautiful films and caring accounts
of a life I’ve ever seen.
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