Along with the rise of superhero movies, it has been Hollywood’s recent trend to take popular books and turn them into films. With the success of A Fault in Our Stars, there was significant momentum going into the release of The Giver, an award winning young adult social science fiction story by Lois Lowry. It tells the story of a utopian society turning more and more into a dystopian society, eliminating emotional depth for sameness.
The film stars Brenton Thwaites as Jonas, the story’s protagonist, who is selected to inherit the position of Receiver of Memory, the person who stores all the past memories of the time before sameness. Jonas learns the truth about his dystopian society and struggles with its weight. The book itself has been met with a range of reactions from schools in America, some of which have adopted the book as a part of the mandatory curriculum, while others have banned the book’s inclusion in classroom studies.
Although being met with mixed reviews similar to the novel, The Giver takes the filmgoer on a metaphoric journey to question the meaning of thought, memories, feelings, and appreciate its importance in making humans different and unique. It is a film that is not meant for the oblivious, as they would not appreciate its purpose. It is an intense mental journey that makes you question the purpose of society – is one already born with a purpose? If we question the status quo, are we then shunned because we will go against the grain? And if we do go against the grain, will we eventually seek paradise or be shunned by society?
What is love? What is the power of a kiss, or touch? “If you can’t feel, what is the point?”
Is The Giver a metaphor for Jesus? Why was the Chief Elder dressed in white? Is Meryl Streep Jesus? Because really, can she do anything wrong?!
As if there was a question, Meryl Streep and Jeff Bridges deliver suburb performances as The Chief Elder and The Giver, respectfully. Thwaites is remarkable as Jonas. And one can’t ignore that he is strikingly handsome.
What The Giver allows the viewer to experience is deep thought and reflection into their own life on Earth – are we really living for the memories? What the film lacks in cinematographic elements it makes up in depth. This film is a phenomenal adaptation of the novel, adding to Hollywood’s continued success of adaptations, and also adding itself on my list of favorite films. | A+
I would say this is at a level of shock near Michael Jackson and Whitney Houston… One less genius in the world.
You walked out, I almost died. It was almost a homicide that you caused cause I was so traumatized, felt like I was in for a long bus ride – I’d rather die than you not by my side. Can’t count how many times I vomited, cried, go to my room, turn the radio on and hide – thought we were Bonnie and Clyde. No, on the inside you were Jekyll and Hyde. I felt like my whole relationship with you was a lie. It was you and I, why did I think it was ride or die?
Cause if you coulda took my life you woulda. It’s like you put a knife to my chest and pushed it right through to the other side of my back and stuck a spike, too. Should’ve put up more of a fight, but I couldn’t at the time. No one could hurt me like you could’ve. Take you back now, what’s the likelihood of that? Bite me, bitch, chew on a nineteen footer!
Cause this morning I finally stood up, held my chin up, finally showed a sign of life in me for the first time since you left me and left me with nothing but shattered dreams. And the life we could’ve had and we could’ve been, but I’m breaking out of this slump I’m in, pulling myself out of the dumps once again. I’m getting up once and for all, fuck this shit!
I’mma be late for the pity party. But you’re never gonna beat me to the fucking punch again. Took it on the chin like a champ so don’t lump me in with the chump-ions. I’m done being your punching bag. It was November 31st today, would’ve been our anniversary. Two years, but you left on the first of May. I wrote it on a calendar, was gonna call, but couldn’t think of the words to say. But they came to me just now, so I put ’em in a verse to lay.
And I thank you, cause you made me a better person than I was. But I hate you cause you drained me. I gave you all, you gave me none. But if you blame me, you’re crazy. And after all is said and done, I’m still angry, yeah. I may be…I may never trust someone.
But you won’t break me. You’ll just make me stronger than I was. Before I met you, I’ll bet you I’ll be just fine without you. And if I stumble, I won’t crumble. I’ll get back up and ahhh. And I’mma still be humble when I scream, “Fuck you!, cause I’m stronger than I was.