Posts Tagged ‘Beasts of the Southern Wild’

“A little piece of a big big universe”

February 23, 2013

It was another of those charmed winter days in the south: reports of a blizzard back in my native midwest were countered here with just enough sunny warmth to take my Vandy library research (Kloppenberg’s Reading Obama and Putnam’s Philosophy in an Age of Scienceoutdoors.

vulibyThe library did not cater to its patrons as it does now, back when I was in grad school. The kids don’t know how good they’ve got it, with their cafe and patio seating and solar charging stations et al. Most of them don’t know because they don’t patronize their library at all. But never mind. I don’t need to channel Spencer Tracy again.

An even warmer and more welcoming sign of early Spring: Younger Daughter back in the (softball) game, on Peabody Green breaking in the new cleats she insisted we pick up at SportSeasons on our way to school at noon. (She’d had a morning career-day “internship” at the neighborhood vet clinic, still intending to follow in Grandpa’s steps despite a few queasy moments reading X-rays she won’t want me to elaborate here.)

VU’s baseball team, just across the way at Hawkins Field, was about to hit the pitch too, at 4. I’d have tried to persuade YD to join me there for a few innings, if it’d been just a few degrees warmer. But the sun was finally in retreat, and baseball’s really not a winter sport even by our standards.

Older Daughter was off practicing softball too, at the remote River Campus, before taking in the Predators hockey game with her boyfriend. To each her own.

Since Mom was also away last night we were left again to fend for ourselves. Pizza and what movie? YD’s default proposal was yet another screening of The Simpsons Movie, but I insisted on another selection. Hitchcock? Maybe next time. Beasts of the Southern Wild, we decided.

I’m still processing my reaction to that disturbing, fantastic tale of mythic critters making their way from  melting prehistoric polar ice to a Louisiana “bathtub” to befriend the most incredibly tough and wise little girl ever. YD thought it a terribly sad story, but I think she’s missing the life-affirming aspect of a strong, precocious young lady imagining “kids in school in a million years,” and  “scientists of the future” someday discovering clear traces of a long-gone girl and her daddy.

I sure hope she wins.