Wednesday, October 26, 2016

The Mother Is Not Wrong Either



"The Mother Is Not Wrong Either" - if they had this as the film's title, it will surely be a flop. 
So they had this chill film title "The Accountant". I chose this over Jack Reacher because I read that this film did unexpectedly well, coming from Ben Affleck, it was refreshing news. 

The story was about a boy (Christian Wolff)  with high performing autism but he didn't receive institutional help like his mother hoped for. Instead, his military father gave him psychotically tough trainings in his formative years and taught him not to expect society to treat him any better. His mother, under duress, left the family. 

Christian, with his self-taught, self-inflicting & self-controlling methods, learned to adapt to society and joined his father at the military. Years passed etc. etc. then the day came when his mother died
and Christian decided to visit his mother's funeral. However, things got out-of-hand at the mother's new family home and Christian's father was shot by accident and died. While in prison, Christian was befriended by an accountant who was previously working for the underworld but later came under witness protection. The old man imparted loads of information to Christian and that was how Christian had all the insider information and became an accountant himself after he broke out from prison to revenge the death of his elderly accountant friend. 

The gist of the movie, besides the action-packed scenes, was about how, we all or at least some of us, all we want is only to fit in. And some of us just hoped to leave a little of ourselves behind. 

Before the movie ends, it was revealed that Christian had been donating to the neuroscience institute that his mother had wanted for him to be rehabilitated when he was a boy. He had been keeping in-touch with the institute and as much as Christian was loyal to his father, he struggles with what could have been a more embracing, loving, natural and non-violent approach to  his condition, hence he has never hated his mother for leaving and he has also not hated his father's violent, cold-hearted approach to combat his violent autistic outburst.

I hoped I'm not depressed in anyway, I hope I'm, you know, just being a sensitive soul, because of late, many movies touched too much raw nerves and I find myself being overly-empathizing or overly-sympathizing. Either that or that the movies have gotten more sensitive-acute. Tear jerking movies besides this one were-- Kubo, Train to Busan, and almost every other movie.

one ticket on a tuesday night

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