Friday, 24 July 2009
I watched Gran Torino starring Clint Eastwood last night.
And what a movie.
If you haven't seen it, then you should.
It's a fabulous story.
Screenwriter Nick Schenk learned about the Hmong people while working in a factory in Minnesota.
He discovered how they had sided with the South Vietnamese forces and its U.S. allies during the Vietnam War, only to end up in refugee camps, at the mercy of northern Communist forces, when American troops pulled out.
Years later, he was deciding how to develop a story involving a widowed Korean War veteran trying to handle the changes in his community when he decided to place a Hmong family next door and create a culture clash.
He and Dave Johannson, Schenk's brother's roommate, created an outline for the story.
Some industry insiders told Schenk that he could not produce a film starring elderly characters as it could not be sold.
Enter the pale rider, aka Clint Eastwood.
Clint made Schenk's day when he agreed to produce and direct the film.
As the film ends the Gran Torino is being driven along a coastal highway with the song (written by Clint) and sung by Jamie Cullum plays.
This morning I googled the lyrics which, I think, sums up the title of my blog.
Is nothing more
The tiny things
Here's one of the tiny things that make life worthwhile - a fabulous flirty skirt.