The plot to Far From Home is pretty straight-forward and the ending is never really in doubt, but the execution of it is actually better than you might expect. Jesse Bradford is surprisingly good as Angus and sells the part of a teen aged boy who, while scared, is level-headed and able to put to use the skills taught to him by his father in order to survive in the wilderness. Actually, all of the performances in the film are pretty good... understated rather than overly dramatic or histrionic. I appreciate that. In addition, the movie is beautiful to look at; some of the shots of the British Columbia scenery are breathtaking. That's another thing: the film takes pace in B.C. and is actually filmed there as well. To sum up, it's a feel-good story about home, family, and a boy & his dog.
This is the movie that I gave to my nephew, who turned 10 yesterday, along with the pillowcase I sewed for him. Far From Home: The Adventures Of Yellow Dog was originally released in 1995 and is not very well known. It is, however, a better film than its rather unwieldy name and so-so reviews would suggest. It stars Jesse Bradford as Angus McCormick, a 15 year old living with his parents and younger brother in rural British Columbia. A stray retriever wanders onto their property one day and Angus convinces his parents to let him keep it. He's just settled into the family when Angus goes on a delivery run with his father- John McCormick- on his boat, taking Yellow with them. While at sea, a bad storm hits and their boat is capsized. John is eventually picked up in the water by Search & Rescue, but Angus and Yellow end up washing up on a remote, uninhabited section of coastline, surrounded by wilderness. As rescuers comb the huge search area for a sign of the missing pair, the two must try to survive the elements until they can be found, or can find their way back to civilisation. The plot to Far From Home is pretty straight-forward and the ending is never really in doubt, but the execution of it is actually better than you might expect. Jesse Bradford is surprisingly good as Angus and sells the part of a teen aged boy who, while scared, is level-headed and able to put to use the skills taught to him by his father in order to survive in the wilderness. Actually, all of the performances in the film are pretty good... understated rather than overly dramatic or histrionic. I appreciate that. In addition, the movie is beautiful to look at; some of the shots of the British Columbia scenery are breathtaking. That's another thing: the film takes pace in B.C. and is actually filmed there as well. To sum up, it's a feel-good story about home, family, and a boy & his dog.
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"And all my mother came into mine eyes And gave me up to tears." William Shakespeare Since I can't actually spend the day with my mum, I sewed a fabric basket for her, filled it with baked goods, and delivered it to her. I'll also be video calling with my parents for breakfast. Yesterday, because we can't get together, each of Mum's kids, her sons- and daughters-in-law, and grandchildren filmed themselves- or were filmed- giving a Mother's Day message to her. One of my sisters put them together in a video for our mother, which we'll post to her Facebook page today. My sister messaged the finished video to us yesterday to check out and though I'm not a weepy person, I teared up watching all the family- especially the nieces and nephews- telling Mum how much they love and miss her. It seems so long since any of us have been able to get together... I'm having family withdrawal and I hate it. Due to this, I took refuge in comfort food... I made a pot of corn chowder, something which always reminds me of home. It was a good day for it- cold and windy, though at least we didn't get the 10 inches of snow some other areas got. On a more mundane note, I spent part of yesterday doing what I always seem to be doing on weekends these days: sewing masks. I keep saying that I'm not making any more, and then someone else asks... I was rearranging a cupboard yesterday and moved a couple of crystal bowls which belonged to my maternal grandmother: This one still has a piece of medical tape on the bottom that she placed there with her initials written on it because she used to use it at church potlucks. I'll never take it off, because it always makes me think about her when I'm using it... it's now seeing its third generation of potlucks. I'm thankful that I come from a line of strong Christian women who have always been quick to help- and feed- others.
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