Punk Rock Parents: Under the Same Moon

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

Under the Same Moon


So yea, I know that all my fellow Chican@ activists peeps have already seen this movie. Like a long time ago, but you must forgive me, I am out of the loop. I just watched the movie "Under the Same Moon" for the first time over the weekend. I was crying from the first 5 minutes in. It reminded me of the book, "Enrique's Journey" This movie was amazing. You will fall in love with the little boy and sob uncontrollably at the end. But I think what really got me about this movie is that is gives a sense of the lives that illegal immigrants in this country lead. The desperation to come to this country along with the sacrifices and the people that they leave behind. The rights that the forfeit and the stress of constantly running or watching their back. I do not think I could ever live with that stress. And then it hit me. I don't have to. Someone else lived their lives like that. Always running and looking over their shoulder. Working crappy jobs in the hot sun for less than a living wage. So that today I could work a cushy desk job with health insurance. Where I can own a home and travel as I please. So that I could be born and raised in the country that they risked their lives to come to. How do you even begin to thank someone for that.

6 comments:

  1. Anonymous3:42 PM

    I don't think anyone could have said it better.

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  2. Anonymous4:23 PM

    You can give Tata a great big hug and kiss next time you see him. He went through all that for us. pn

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  3. It's been on my Netflix queue for awhile now. I'm going right now to move it to #1. :)

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  4. Anonymous7:59 PM

    Liz, I just watched this movie for the first time recently. I cryed too! OMGoshness! It was a great movie.

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  5. I liked this movie too. Saw it with my parents.

    I've been thinking about this privilege to come and go across that border recently. My mom's uncle recently had a stroke. He was given a few days to live. His daughter -- who lives in Zacatecas, Mexico -- tried to cross the border with a humanitarian visa to see him before he passed away. I checked with my friend, an immigration attorney, for advice. It seems like she had all the documentation she could possibly need, but even after trying twice she wasn't allowed to cross. Sigh.

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  6. This is just beautifully written. I am going to HAVE to see this movie now, thanks!

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