Part of an accidental mental-illness-in-the-movies double feature for me recently with "Silver Linings Playbook." The latter is a big production while this feels like it's adapted from a stage play. Both, however, mix comedy and compassion in a way that let's you look at the people as larger than their illnesses.
Even though the illnesses at times, and often at the worst possible times, eclipse the people suffering from them. Adding the Tourette's was a nice twist here, and helps with the title to distinguish the dirty from the the filthy, or is it vice versa.
Ever since reading "Motherless Brooklyn" I've felt that Tourette's in particular, and possibly other mental illnesses are built on a sort of genetic or psycho-chemical sliding scale. And we all have our flashes of Tourette's or OCD or what-have-you, but it flashes rare enough or we catch in in time that it lies hidden from view, especially as those near to us want to keep the blinders position just so.
But perhaps there is a point where it is just too apparent, and then the disease decides at some times to push it 10 times past that. I don't know, I'll admit to being ignorant and insulated from these sorts of illnesses. But in seeing a film like this, I do find myself afterwards thinking of certain folks and wondering if they were struggling with these issues.
And I find myself hoping they can find people as charitable as Charlie. Interestingly in each of the two films I've recently watched, the one providing the most succour to the ailing male, is not a trained professional but a similar suffering female. Is it a form of self-help, found in the mirror of love.
I dunno, but surely helps one to root for a romance if it comes with added bonus of preserving sanity as part of the package.
Not sure how folks who've dealt with these disorders feel watching a film about them, and actors employ tics that the viewers work to destroy. But in general, not feeling alone in whatever troubles you seems to be a decent remedy for simpler troubles, so seeing beautiful people work out more beautiful actions on the big screen may be a small step for all. Even if three steps go forward, but one retreats.
Even though the illnesses at times, and often at the worst possible times, eclipse the people suffering from them. Adding the Tourette's was a nice twist here, and helps with the title to distinguish the dirty from the the filthy, or is it vice versa.
Ever since reading "Motherless Brooklyn" I've felt that Tourette's in particular, and possibly other mental illnesses are built on a sort of genetic or psycho-chemical sliding scale. And we all have our flashes of Tourette's or OCD or what-have-you, but it flashes rare enough or we catch in in time that it lies hidden from view, especially as those near to us want to keep the blinders position just so.
But perhaps there is a point where it is just too apparent, and then the disease decides at some times to push it 10 times past that. I don't know, I'll admit to being ignorant and insulated from these sorts of illnesses. But in seeing a film like this, I do find myself afterwards thinking of certain folks and wondering if they were struggling with these issues.
And I find myself hoping they can find people as charitable as Charlie. Interestingly in each of the two films I've recently watched, the one providing the most succour to the ailing male, is not a trained professional but a similar suffering female. Is it a form of self-help, found in the mirror of love.
I dunno, but surely helps one to root for a romance if it comes with added bonus of preserving sanity as part of the package.
Not sure how folks who've dealt with these disorders feel watching a film about them, and actors employ tics that the viewers work to destroy. But in general, not feeling alone in whatever troubles you seems to be a decent remedy for simpler troubles, so seeing beautiful people work out more beautiful actions on the big screen may be a small step for all. Even if three steps go forward, but one retreats.