My parents and I went to go watch Somewhere Between today at the Grand Cinema.
It was emotional. I cried here and there. I laughed here and there.
Here in Tacoma there aren’t many Chinese. I have contact with any Chinese girls my age that were adopted as well so I guess this movie was the closest I’ve ever been with people like me. I really appreciated seeing it.
Honestly I never really realized how much of an impact of being adopted could have on a person.
There has always been this longing in me to go back. But I’ve always felt foolish for wanting this because it isn’t really going back for me. Back to what? You can’t go back to something if there never was anything there in the first place right?
I mean I know there is the orphanage and my nanny, but I am pretty sure if I go back I’ll find that they are things of the past.
Any who, that’s all I have to say.
Finding Empathy in "Somewhere Between"
landofgazillionadoptees.com
So, there is a documentary out right now that follows four Chinese-born adoptees, made by an adoptive mother. The film is called, Somewhere Between, and if you get the chance to see it, it’s worth your time. I reviewed it over at Land of Gazillion Adoptees. It’s a mixed review, though ultimately positive—the way I saw the film, from my perspective as a transracial adoptee. It’s an important movie. It’s important to get the perspective of transracial adoptees, a rare thing in pop culture. The film makes an important arc. I’ve been thinking about adoption a lot lately, and some of my thoughts are included in the review. Check it out, if you’re interested. Other people who’ve seen the movie, let me know what you thought?
