Film - Think

Even though this is a film that has already been made a few times (Forrest Gump, Big Fish, etc…), I enjoyed all the little Fincher touches that bend Button's rays of history through a thin lens of magical realism. Finally alighting on the paradoxical subtexts of Birth, after more than a few nods towards the elusive marital bliss of The Time Traveller's Wife, the film leaves a lot of space in its wake for reflection on time and marriage. It is nice metaphor for the way our love for people changes according to their needs. We love those closest to us in quantum, relative ways, according to the dance of time and circustance. Can the story be taken as a confession? As Fitzgerald's preemptive apology to all those who would suffer through his slow devolution through alcoholism? Those final images are almost terrifying in this respect. Written early in his career, he at least seemed already in touch with the seduction of literature as wish-fulfillment. Regardless, this is a great story about love and time and the sad inevitability of change.