So, have you ever seen a film that makes you rethink your life? That is what the film. My Name is Emily has done for me. Just a little background information about my life so it is more understandable on why I cried during this film. My parents got divorced when I was five years old. When I was seven I became unhappy going to see my dad at his new house. So I stopped going to see him. The last I have heard from my father was a Christmas card when I was eight or nine. Emily lost her mother in a car accident when she was young, and her father drove himself crazy with his studies and was institutionalized. Emily goes to break her father out from the instution, only to find out that he was no longer there. Instead, he was voluntarily there for a long time. When she finally finds him, she is angry at him for not telling her and lying to her. Then they make up and Emily begins a new relationship with her father.
This was so close to how I felt about my dad, and what could have been if I went looking for my own father.
The film itself was beautifully done and I would love to see it again and again and again.
Published on September 15, 2015
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