Thursday, April 28, 2016

PERMANENT MIDNIGHT - A Chem-Deppers Review and opinions



Permanent midnight review:    

WARNING:  There will be spoilers if you care about such a thing.


This movie was released in 1998 and stars many great actors (Maria Bello, Owen Wilson, Elizabeth Hurley, Fred Willard, Janeane Garofalo, and the main character is portrayed by Ben Stiller – Who I am not so fond of but I guess he did alright in this movie)
This movie is based on the book of the same name authored by Jerry Stahl, Whom is also the main character as this story chronicles his life…or at least a brief part of (the ins and outs of his addiction) and according to his IMDB profile shows that he has gone on to be very successful in his career which I am delighted to see as this can give most people that have battled with chemical dependency hope as well as show people that are not so familiar with the battle that recovery works and that people can go on to become successful.
So the movie takes place after Stahl has just done a 92 day stint in a rehabilitative facility and gets picked up by “Kittie” (M. Bello) as he is working in a fast food restaurant as part of his recovery program, Whispering Winds.  Stahl and Kittie then go back to a motel for sex and conversation as he entails his story to his new-found romantic partner and the movie bounces back and forth between Stahl telling his story to Kittie and Stahl’s journey through his addiction.  

Stahl reveals that he was chemically dependent on pills, marijuana, and “whatever is lying around.”  His very good friend, Nicky (O. Wilson), introduces him to Sandra (E. Hurley), whom is in need of a green card and utilizes Stahl’s citizenship through matrimony in order to stay in the U.S.A.  Apparently, Stahl was getting “a little too fucked up in New York so I’ll move out to California and get away from drugs.”  So in short, Stahl married Sandra to help her get her green card.  Sandra helped Stahl get a writing job on the show Mr. Chompers (which in real life represents his time writing for the show ALF).  Stahl’s addiction exacerbated as he bounced around writing for different popular television shows.  His friends and acquaintances (especially Sandra) witnessed his deterioration and repeatedly asked him to get some help.  Finally he gets help, after repeated attempts and fails and this is where his telling his own story cycles to the now of him meeting Kittie and parting with her at the motel and going back “home” and starting a new life of recovery (which the movie ends there as we are to assume he is still in recovery today.




(Now here are the 5 questions I will be answering about each movie I review)

Would I recommend this title to future clients?

Did this film depict chemical dependency in a real and honest way?  Why/Why Not?
There were parts that seemed very real to me, yes. 
1.     In the beginning of the movie when Stahl and Kittie are scrumping in the hotel room, Stahl seems to have performance issues (not with his hard on per se, but immediately stops and apologizes)…Kittie ensures him that she understands, “The first time anyone touched me after I got clean, I thought ‘Jesus, that’s why I needed drugs!’”  This is definitely something I could relate to.  After being in active addiction for so long, when one first starts their recovery it can be difficult to remember how to do things sober and dealing with the intensity of emotion and other senses again.  Especially if it has been a really long time since one has been sober.  The world and experiencing things can seem brand-effing-new.

2.     When Stahl informs Kittie that he decided to move out to California (from NY) to get away from drugs.  This was another very realistic thing, as many chemically dependent people come up with a plan to quit and moving away from the problem is one of these schemes that *we* come up with.  ((For those that are not aware of this common scheme, usually the chem.-depper* decides to do this and they remove themselves from the ‘problematic city’ but it is not necessarily the fault of the location, as we take ourselves with us wherever we go.  Meaning: You can take the addict away from the drugs but you can’t take the drugs away from the addict!  If *we* can find it where we currently reside, we can find it anywhere.  It’s only a matter of time before the chem.-depper finds what they are looking for…whether they realize they are looking for it (drugs) or not!

3.     The situation where Nicky (O. Wilson) is looking for the pills that he had stashed at Sandra’s house and Stahl was with him.  Why he would stash pills where a known addict has access to and make the “hiding spot” known to Stahl is beyond me.  But realistic because, yes, Stahl took the pills and acts like he is unbeknownst as to their whereabouts and helps him look for the pills.  I’ve known fellow addicts that would do this.  I, myself, was not one to take things that did not belong to me (which is rare, I know) but I have seen others do this, look for something they know they will not find but they must keep up the act of innocence in order to convince their “friend” of such.  I have also been the victim in this situation. Then Nicky comes up with “Diagram of a scam,” as he calls it as he blames the missing pills on a twelve-year-old kid and Stahl seems relieved as his body language and facial expressions seem to show worriment as he probably fears that Nicky will try to blame him for the missing pills.

4.     Stahl keeps up with a health regimen of eating healthy and jogging 5 miles a day.  Believe or not there are people in active addiction that try to make up for the unhealthy poisons they put in their bodies and/or keep up with “healthy” appearances to others.  Perhaps most of us do this but in different ways. 

5.      Stahl is often late.  This is definitely realistic as it is definitely often a fault of people in active addiction.  – Hell this is even a terrible tendency of mine even whilst I am in recovery.  I used to be a very punctual person and would even arrive 30 minutes early to my obligatory functions and affairs.  This is one thing I definitely still need to improve on.

6.     Stahl is said to have had a $6K/day habit.  Most people would be baffled by this.
Is this movie more about Recovery or drugs/addiction?
It’s more about the addiction.  Although it shows Stahl trying to recovery repeatedly, the movie more focuses on the ins and outs of Stahl’s addiction. The beginning of recovery is where the story starts and ends.

Is this movie uplifting or just sad?
I would say neither but it does have a positive message in an abstract perspective and shows some of Stahl’s low points in his addiction.

Best and worst moments?
Humorous/best moment:
Stahl meets a new friend/dealer, Gus (Peter Greene), and Gus takes Stahl to an abandoned office building and they smoke some crack as the song Smack my Bitch up plays and they run around this empty office room on a floor pretty high up as they jump up against a big window that overlooks the city, as if they are trying to jump through the window (but the window does not break).  Gus then proceeds to throw Stahl around and it’s just funny to see Ben Stiller get thrown around by Peter Greene, who towers over him.
 Train wreck moment:  many moments could be “train-wreck moments” especially the one where he goes into his work on the show (which is supposed to be moonlighting which was his job after the Mr. Chompers aka ALF show) and he bumps into someone immediately after walking in the door and is sweating profusely then asks the receptionist for a glass of water then proceeds to go sit before the main character of the show (who is supposed to be Sybil Sheppard) and the producer (?) and tells them his story ideas.  Stahl’s speech is so fast and crazy at this point; he pours the water into a mug and downs the entire thing, finishes his tirade then begins to swat at his brow and twitches a little.  The narration explains he was fired immediately.
Next Movie I will be reviewing:   Down to the Bone, 2004.


Explanations & Rant:

*Chem-depper –a term I use for us chemically dependent martyrs
Rant:
Yes, Martyr because we euphorically fit the definition:
1.     Somebody put to death; somebody who chooses to die rather than deny a strongly held belief, especially a religious belief
Metaphorically *we* were put to death by our own hand.  (now I will only speak of me and not “we” since I’d rather not be snubbed for generalizing but perhaps most can empathize) 
And I definitely DIED a couple times when I was IN active addiction, making stupid choices, and then the final decision to kill off that life and the person I was.  And what was the strongly held belief?  I couldn’t live without drugs.
And put to death because most people in recovery understand that we are no longer the person we were and we can no longer be the person we were even before we became chemically dependent.  Why? Because it will only eventually take us back to using the chemicals and poisons we loved so much.  I was reborn and I love being the new me that I am today.

2.     Somebody who makes sacrifices; somebody who makes sacrifices or suffers greatly in order to advance a cause or principle
I made sacrifices of plenty in order to advance my cause (recovery) and (spiritual) principles.

3.     Somebody in pain; somebody who experiences frequent or constant pain from something
Pain will always be our teachers, especially those that are fellow chem.-deppers and can understand this.

So Martyrs, to me, yes we are.  I don’t care if people want to argue this with me.  You will not win.

And just to be clear (as I know infliction is impossible to portray through text), I say *we* as in us and use the term chem.-deppers as in those that are either still battling their bouts or in recovery.  I have nothing but empathy and love for my fellow “chem.-deppers.”  As we all have our significant stories, sacrifices, and pains.  



*Feel Free to drop me a line with suggestions, questions, and comments.

LNR

Saturday, April 23, 2016

A New Blog for a New Beginning!!


Warning:  This blog in its entirety will consist of future rantings, writings, knowledge, reviews, and whatever the EFF is on my mind at the time..

     So, I had this idea a while back, as I was doing my internship at a recovery facility and I was looking through the piles of movies on addiction, recovery, and the like.  There were so many I had not seen so I wanted to challenge myself to watch some of these titles and blog about it.  The ones I have seen, perhaps I may re-watch them just for barrels of monkeys fun.  Who knows.

     While I would not wish any sorts of true empathy and understanding on anyone that I love and for them to truly understand the pain and hardships of addiction, I would only wish them a small window into the knowledge of the beast; as I pray that people remember that we are all only human and just because some wander down the depths of different paths, does not mean that they are wrong for doing so.  Everyone has their journeys that HP (higher power/God/Goddess) lays before him/her and while it is not always the journey within itself, but yet the manner in which one carries himself or herself.  This shows and builds character...and true character will always shine through the grey clouds eventually..just like the sun.

If there is one thing...one message I would like to be known:
Anyone that makes it out of the depths of addiction alive is NOT the same person that they were...
Well, for me...I will only talk about me (cuz that's how we do)...I died.  I lost myself long ago...perhaps somewhere in the back alleys, abandominiums, 8x8, or any of the other places I shouldn't have been.  I decided before too long that I would became the phoenix of my existence and rise up through my verve and vivacity.  I would no longer keep doing the things I have always done because I didn't want to keep getting the things that I had always gotten.  So I mourned and buried my past. 

     And even though I still quite often get mistaken for that chick that died...I press on...because just as I do not listen to people's words...I don't expect them to listen to mine.  I look for people's actions.  This is what ONE is known for.  Someone can speak all day 'til blue in the face but until I see it with my own eyes, I will not believe anything.  Just as I do not expect anyone to simply believe the phoenix of Lily that has risen.  Watch me as I conquer the world...
I feel that I have done more than what most would have done in my blue patent stilettos...and this is exactly the case I pleaded to the last Judge, of whom I stood in front..and he didn't have to listen to me...he could see all of this on B&W...(read the 'About Me' section to know what he now knows) and this is why I am so liberated today.  For the first time in almost ten years I have nothing hanging over my head...and I have nothing but gratitude.

Feel free to hit me up with comments, questions, debates, suggestions, etc.
much love to everyone!