What is it with all the racism???
First, I am of mixed origin. Part asian, part caucasian and thanks to a caucasian male who pushed me out of the water I am alive today - he is not.
It took me 3 tries to see the whole movie, not because it was bad, but because the memories it brought back to me. But I went to see it because I needed to see it, I needed to feel something about it all. I needed to remember because I can't remember what the guy who saved me looked like any longer - I remember his expression, when he lost his grip and was taken, but his looks is lost like so many other things from that day. I can remember all the silly things me and my friends did before it all happend, but I can't feel the fear and horror any longer, I can't remember the running or when I was in the water trying to get some air. But I still remember the sounds so clearly. So to me this movie was very personal and I could care less about caucasian or spanish actors or what color their skin now might be, because it is not that important to the story and it is impossible to tell every story about everyone who was there and who lost someone in one single movie.
The show was about one family - one out of thousands and how they found each other again, against all odds. Remember more than 200,000 (I dont know the exact number) people did not make it and I feel sad and horrified that someone actually make this about race and start politicizing it, could we for once not talk about race and just once in the history of humanity be one family?
I know - or as far as I remember it, that on that day, no one spoke or talked about race or color and only how we all could help each other to get through it all together. The people in Thailand, no matter if they were locals or foreigners did an amazing task to help and support everyone who needed help and again, it was from what I experienced it, irregardless of race.
I don't wish anyone to experience what I experienced, but I wish that people for once could show some empathy.