Before you start lashing out at me, let me explain.
I don't think this is a bad movie. Not at all. I just can't stand to watch it.
I watched this movie a few months back. Not really paying attention to it, though. My mom was watching it and I was in the same room, surfing the 'net on my laptop and half paying attention to the movie. It was pretty decent, I thought, but nothing I'd watch over again.
Then I saw the part where the little girl got run over by a train.
...I can't explain it. Something about that whole scene was so horrible that I would never be able to watch it again. The part with the mom in the car, holding the girl in her arms while the girl's face is horrifically white and she's saying "I can't see, mommy..." or something... I just can't stand it.
Same thing happened with an episode of the X-files where a little kid got run over by a train. I was relatively young when I saw that, but it still had the same impact on me. It was so upsetting that I couldn't stand it.
I didn't cry or anything, but... It's hard to explain. The impact that scene had on me was worse than any other movie. I've cried at other movies, but this one just... Well, like I said, I can't explain it.
I don't know if you're still on IMDB (but I have been for almost ten years so you may still get this reply).
I saw this movie when it first came on TV. Oddly my Mom was watching it and I glanced at it and sat down and watched it too. So I was 9 or 10 years old and the scene at the end affected me the same way. It was so sad, I couldn't stand it.
But it taught me something about life, even at that point. I didn't understand it but struggled to understand things like that - and now approaching 40 it's beginning to make sense to me.
I have had some measure of loss like this among my own children and there's a hymn we sing at church that always gets me choked up, the line is "[God] gives and takes away but my heart will chose to say blessed by your name."
I think of all the horrible things I've done in my life, all the pain I've caused and all the pain I've felt and I think, I can become bitter and hate God for what He has done, or I can thank him for the beautiful children he gave me - I can take that sorrow and grief over death and I can turn to life, to my living children and love them all the more because God has given them to me and I am still with them.
This is the choice Gert made in the movie - she was trying to see the face of God in the carving of Christ and couldn't bring it out and after her grief she broke the carving and moved on, realizing that she couldn't understand the pain of Christ, she couldn't see his face here on earth and she must turn to the business of living trusting that she would see God's face one day - and she would be united with her daughter again.
This movie has haunted me for years. I remember seeing the scene when she finally tells her husband off, but I never saw the whole movie until recently when I found it on You Tube.
The way I see it is - She had been holding on to grief and misery, maybe all her life. The carving of "Christ" was a crutch. In the end she didn't need this material carving to help her see God. She saw God in the faces of people she loved ("..your Ma, you, anybody")She saw humanity, and the human spirit.
Sometimes we hold onto things that keep us from living, from loving. When she split the cherry wood(in slow motion),she was finally free of her own passivity of life or what was holding her back or down from what she wanted to do. She had to live, she chose to live. The human spirit had to go on. She said she "was just getting started". It was a powerful movie.
I don't like Jane Fonda or Henry Fonda due to their liberal positions on some things but no one can deny the performance of Jane Fonda in the Dollmaker or Henry Fonda in Twelve Angry Men. These actors had a grasp of something significant in order to bring this power to these characters.
I grew up as a non-Christian but I think I became a Christian mostly because of what you just described here. However, you don't always see this in Christians (that's a fact most Christians can't reconcile or acknowledge.)
You will sort of see beyond the seen sometimes, see people where there is joy and yet infinite sorrow and age in their eyes, a strength and a weakness unlike anything you really ever see. You see eternity in the smile of a young child or the sigh of a grandparent near death.
The Bible says that man is not to make graven images or idols for himself and we think this is because (as scripture does say) God is a jealous God. But this is not God's way, He makes this restriction because He knows our hearts are like those of children, capable of infinite kindness and infinite horror, often seeing only the surface of what is really there.
He bids us to see what you described here, to see God in more than a silly carving of "Jesus" (not that any of us know what that is - typically we make him a white guy with long hair who is easy on the eyes but he was a middle eastern man who the bible says was unremarkable).
God asks us to see the beauty of a world that often is bent on destroying itself and to grab joy and grief but not to hold them too tightly to live and experience them with thankfulness - both with thankfulness.
That's what I love about this movie. I should hunt down the book someday. The song at the beginning is perfect and I think it represents the central premise of the movie which you described. In the old days people lived lives of daily grief and toil but if you look at modern research into "happiness" done by psychologists and sociologists, they usually find that people like Gert were happier.
I wish I knew more people, I wish I could travel the world and meet people and hear their stories. The best Christians I know are people who are not quick to condemn folk singers, artists and poets, but recognize that the beauty they see is true, even if they don't attribute it to God. All beauty, whether it be sorrow or joy, points to God. Though we so much want to see God that we are tempted to create gods in whatever way we can, any halfway wise person knows God is not easily defined, and certainly not with a block of cherry wood.
This was a beautifully written post. You are probably not here on this site, but this post meant a lot to me. Thanks for writing it and putting it out into the world. God bless you.
The Dollmaker was one of the FEW movies I cried at (and I'm not an easy crier).The death of the lttle girlin that film still haunts me after almost 30 years.
I taped the movie on my VCR and the tape still plays!!!--and plays well.
Just started re-reading the book and thought I would see what people had to say about the film, since I haven't seen it since it aired in 1984. I did find out that it has been posted on YouTube. The book is a masterpiece, but it is not for the faint of heart. I wondered if the movie was true to the novel. Sounds to me from these posts that they didn't pull any punches.
I read the book a long time ago. And of course I've seen the movie numerous times. The film stays very close to the book in my view. The Dollmaker movie was one of the highest rated TV movies of all time when in aired on ABC in 1984. Jane won a well deserved Emmy award.