2008 Vancouver International Film Festival: Must Read After My Death at Pacific Cinematheque
| What | Other Event |
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| When |
2008-10-01 from 19:00 to 20:15 |
| Where | Pacific Cinematheque, 1131 Howe Street, Vancouver (MAP) |
| Contact Phone | 604-685-8297 |
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2008 Vancouver International Film Festival is proud to present Must Read After My Death at Pacific Cinematheque
Pacific Cinematheque
1131 Howe Street
Vancouver.
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
Time:7:00pm
Must Read After My Death
Nonfiction Features of 2008
(USA, 2007, 74 mins)
HDCam
Directed By: Morgan Dews
EXEC PROD: Alison Palmer Bourke
PROD/SCR/ED: Morgan Dews
MUS: Paul Damian Hodge
www.mustreadaftermydeath.com
When
The Feminine Mystique was published in 1963, a woman named Allis was
living out the reality in suburban Connecticut. A typical 1960s couple,
Allis and her husband Charley had four kids, a white picket fence and a
host of problems. What began as an experiment (the couple recorded
Dictaphone messages for each other while apart) soon morphed into an
unholy documentation of a family imploding. Soon enough, Allis was
taping everything including screaming fights, post-psychiatric sessions
and endless self-analysis. This familial dissolution, helped along by
psychiatrists, an open marriage and experimental therapies spiraled
into chaos and death. Through it all, Alice talked, describing her
frustration with her prescribed role as a wife and a mother, her fears
for her children, and her rage and pain.
What emerged from the wreckage was a singular and resolute depiction
of a woman fighting hard to retain her sense of self. Despite the fact
that almost all of the then socially sanctioned authorities (in the
form of doctors, husbands and specialists) were ranged against her,
Allis retained her stubborn faith in her own judgment. Her memento mori
for her family is alternately infuriating, pathetic and courageous.
Director Morgan Dews brings a remarkable eye to bear, shaping his
grandmother's cache of letters, sound recordings and home movies into
something greater than the sum of its parts. The result is an
evisceration of sexual politics, and a startling evocation of a time
and place when a woman's role, in the words of The Feminine Mystique,
was to find fulfillment in "sexual passivity, male domination and
nurturing maternal love."
