Small Hands, Perfect Expression of Loss, Great Lesson in Discomfort.-benblizz

     This blog is a little late coming. The reason being that, yes I was a little busy, but more so that I was trying to wrestle with the discomfort from the films we watched Tuesday. The film Small Hands was a great expression of sorrow, loss and longing. I will not share my experience with the loss of my loved one for it would be unenjoyed by the addience, but for the sake of perspective please understand I've lost someone most dear to my heart. This film accurately described the emotions that we deal with as well as the brokenness, the hurting, the furry, and the crippling turmoil. The way that the colors turn almost immediately from vibrant oranges and greens and the other colors that made the forest, into a drowning gray, purple and overall bleakness shows the immediate change that a person feels. You see a broken heart and spirit in all of the hurting animals. When your physical heart fails to work, it halts the body with death. As your metaphysical heart breaks (emotions, thoughts, etc.), you feel the same paralyzed grip come over you, only now you have to live through it. The puppeteer flawlessly captured this with his animals. The image that is burned into me is the frog. This crippled frog is completely still and motionless as the stream carries him away on his lily pad. This was the most accurate depiction; someone crippled by hurt as life doesn't stop moving for them. This film very well displays grieving. I feel that it is a perfect lesson for feeling comfortable with discomfort, because it taught us what the  discomfort of loss looks like.