We went to see Finding Nemo in 3D this afternoon, the first family movie in a long time. I can't recall the last time the four of us have been together in a darkened theater. It was almost just Jake and I taking in my favorite Pixar/animated film, but he really wanted the whole family together, so Jules decided that she and the daughter would come, too.
God damn, that movie just kills me. The moment Thomas Newman's theme begins I start crying! The entire story is so moving, and the father/son aspect hits close to home. With Jacob, especially because he has CF, I don't want anything to ever happen to him. But I know the day will come when I have to let him grow up and venture on his own. Kills me, man, this movie kills me.
Then again, all films about fathers shred me up on the inside. Field of Dreams, Billy Elliot and Breaking Away are three of my favorite movies of all time. These three classics all contain the theme of father's and sons. My one wish is to capture the kind of love and humor that those films contain and place them in one of my own scripts.
I've begun, in earnest, to write my dream script that is about music and friendship and fathers and sons. I guess I'll be adding Nemo to the list of films that will inspire me as I work toward completing the screenplay.