I should be writing, I mean real writing. I mean, writing or working on a piece to be critiqued and/or sent out to various publications. What happened? I needed a break and … the internet.
So, I’m clicking around, trying desperately to avoid anything related to politics and I see Pixar has made a new short. Oh good! A cartoon! I’ll just watch this six minute video, be recharged and get on with working.
It’s called Borrowed Time and it’s the most depressing work of animation I have ever seen… I think. Please don’t start recommending other terribly sad productions for me to compare it too, I couldn’t take it.
This is not a kids movie.
It’s a movie about family and loss and life, going on, even if you haven’t moved on.
It was appropriate for me to watch today. Driving around for work today, I almost had to pull over several times. Yesterday was the 19th, five months since Natalie passed. The expo is over and I’ve lost some focus. Prime time for memories and grief to jump in and take the reign, right?
Anyway, I’m trying hard to balance the grief process. Grieve and then contain. There’s just so much…
I click play, I’ll put the link in the title, and watch wide eyed.
What. the. actual. fuck.
Why would Pixar do such a thing? They wanted to show people that animation can be used as medium to tell any story, not just kids stories.
Um, I would’ve taken your word for it!
Aside from the shock of how depressing it was, I found it to be visually stunning. They’ve always done such a fantastic job or animating facial expressions, movements (like dust clouds, pebbles falling etc) background and getting right into the heart.
I’m not in a place to speculate what the message of the short was, only to appreciate the shortcut I took toward my emotions that have been bottled up and granted release through the film.
What do you think about it? Let me know in the comments section below!