It’s fantastic. Short Term 12 is about a woman, Grace, who works with her boyfriend at a short-term care facility for troubled youth. A new girl enters the facility whose problems remind Grace of her own troubled past. The film has you not only pulling for the main characters but the supporting roles, as well. It’s both heart-wrenching and uplifting.
The story hearkened back to my time working at a camp for people with disabilities, so I kind of saw where the characters were coming from. The work is tough but rewarding. When you come across someone you really connect with, you just want to hug away all their problems and anxieties.
I left the theater determined to someday adopt a child. I’m not even kidding. I hopped right on my computer when I got home and started googling how to go about doing that. The film left me in such a fury to do something and help someone!
The Camas Liberty Theatre in the next town over was showing the film as part of its independent film festival. I saw two other films, but Short Term 12 was hands down my festival favorite.
The only problem with my experience was when the film first started and the audio didn’t match the movie. There was some jazzy song playing instead of the film’s audio track, and I got really confused. I once saw an offbeat film in Chicago that didn’t make a lick of sense, so at first I thought this was some new age film experience where we would see the actors act out scenes to kooky music. But, it was fixed and they restarted the film.
I also saw The Selfish Giant with my boyfriend, which we both agreed was a very well done and very unhappy movie. Not trying to give anything away here, but nothing good happens. Nothing. The other film we saw this last weekend, Sweet Dreams, is a documentary about women in a Rwandan drumming circle who open an ice cream shop. I loved the drumming and the healing message behind the film, but I thought the story was a little disjointed. It didn’t explain how the idea came about; the drum circle leader met two women who own an ice cream shop in Brooklyn, but how did they meet? Where exactly was the shop? They don’t say.
The festival was a great excuse to explore downtown Camas, and the theater there makes for a cheap date night. Showings are just $4 (the films are ones that have already been in the major theaters). We also checked out a local pizza place and an upscale Mexican restaurant.
I think I’ll return to Camas when the Liberty shows Philomena.