I’m posting here the NPR review of Blue Bayou, the story of a Korean American adoptee who faces deportation. Filmmaker Justin Chon, who is not himself adopted, has said he was inspired by the case of Adam Crapser, the Korean American adoptee who had run-ins with the law, lacked legal citizenship papers and was deported. I haven’t yet seen the film but hope to watch soon.
And will we ever get back into movie theaters? Right now, I can’t imagine it. Sitting inside an enclosed space with other people, who may or may not be wearing masks. I’ll wait for Blue Bayou to arrive on cable, which we now have after decades of not having. The pandemic did that.
Olivia’s at college and so far, so good. After a wonderful, eventful summer, I’m trying to get back to some kind of writing routine. Everyone is different and I’m a person who needs silence and routine, none of which I’ve had in a very long time. But Mateo is back at in-person school and I’m tackling a few home projects that have been hanging over me. I need to clear up head space for thinking.
xoxo