Confronted

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I watched The Station Agent for the first time last night.

For those of you who are unfamiliar with that particular film, please pop over to IMDB and search it. The Station Agent was the first film "my lot" became aware of the brilliance that is Peter Dinklage. Everyone raved about what a wonderful film it was and how fantastic it was to see a short statured actor play just a regular person with regular issues rather than be in costume as a fantasy creature, comic relief or in a token role. We were all encouraged to see it.

But for some reason I simply couldn't at the time. I just couldn't. I'd heard that there was a scene where he's drunk and gets up on a bar and shouts, "Go on! Take a good look!" and the idea of that scene was just too confronting for me at the time so I chose not to see the film.

I've thought about it a lot over the years and I've come to the conclusion that I find it confronting seeing aspects of my own life played out in front of me - either on the screen or in the pages of a book. In daily life I'm kind of in control of what I see happening around me. I know it all happens - the stares, the comments, the poking of the mate in the ribs and having a laugh, the random pictures and videos taken on a smart phone - but I can somehow block it out to some extent and exist in my own bubble of ignorance.

But to see it up close and personal, highlighted on the screen, or written about in the pages of a book is too much and it hurts...and I'm confronting how I really feel about it...and how I really feel about myself and my own physicality. I watched Peter Dinklage walk and I asked the kids, "Do I walk like that?" They were not able to tell me. "What? He's just walking Mum and so do you." They didn't get it. I suppose this is because they've always been accustomed to having dwarfism around them whereas me, coming from an average statured family, this is all sometimes a "new" experience for me and seeing another image of myself in real human form is still a curiosity for me. Strange, but true.

Last night I watched the film. Finally. I'm glad I did. I think it was the right time. I think I was ready. It was brilliant. None of it was over the top. The daily incidents that happened to Fin McBride was accurate and true to life. I saw echoes of my own life as I watched his two new friends display genuine attempts at friendship and Fin's initial reluctance to let them in and open his heart. The reactions of the children, the townspeople - all true to life. I watched it and was unafraid - touched by seeing reality portrayed in such an accurate and dignified manner.

And I was so proud of Peter's persistence in holding on to his ideals; that he wasn't going to belittle himself by taking on roles that didn't require any skills other than the fact that he's 4ft 2in. He has held on to his dream of being a respected actor, brilliant in his craft. And he is and has earned the accolades to prove it.

I think I will always continue to be confronted by mirror images of myself on the page and on screen, but I am learning to look within and work out why. There are still films I haven't seen and books I haven't read simply because I'm not ready yet. Maybe one day I will be.