Movies with Keanu Reeves and Lily Collins on Netflix will change the way you look at life

Meetings are almost always boring, limiting, frustrating, embarrassing. Since there is nothing so bad that it cannot make it that much worse, man had the gift of forming associations of residents, trade unions, clubs, political parties, organized supporters and così via for together with other equals of his kind of aware of the problems he himself invents, the crises he manufactures, the fake class struggle that generates other and even more serious inequalities – and smart managers who foresee the chance to create difficulties in selling facilities and going far , far away – or just promote riots in the moments when the Sobrenatural de Almeida, the entity that usually roams the fields around the world, identified by Nelson Rodrigues (1912-1980), turns on the very team that never can lose, ours. “O Mínimo Para Viver”, the excellent drama written and directed by Marti Noxon, also revolves around one of these associations, a desperate attempt to find a way out of a problem that is not at all fun, not at all glamorous, which has always affected women and men, although women appear in exponentially greater numbers – or, as often happens, have more courage to recognize their vulnerability, get out of bed or from the cold bathroom floor and seek help immediately – and that continues to affect, even today, more than four hundred million people in the world, more than half of whom are young people up to twenty years of age.

The case of Karen Carpenter (1950-1983) is perhaps the most emblematic when one thinks of celebrities who have succumbed to eating disorders. The instrumentalist, responsible for the beautiful highlights of the duo she had with her older brother, Richard, was one of the first patients in the world diagnosed with anorexia nervosa, and died at the age of 32 of heart failure, a common comorbidity in people with the disease. From then on, the medical community, psychologists, artists and society in general began to engage in the fight against anorexia, with the development of drugs, therapies, campaigns that went around the world and the good old solidarity of accepting and listening to the dramas from these people. Noxon’s manuscript never mentions Karen Carpenter by name, or anyone else who died or suffered from the disease. In fact, it is very likely that Ellen, Lily Collins’ character, has never heard of the singer, but she knows that there is something very wrong with her life. The screenwriter-director presents Ellen as a girl full of complexes, partly unjustified, but largely with a lot of reason to be. In Noxon’s argument, it is implied that a family trauma triggered the process of isolation and depression that brought her down to the point where she found in excessive and pathological thinness the shortcut to the end of a torment that she would never have the power to overcome.. Exaggeration or not, Ellen has become an insecure, sad woman who makes anorexia the last refuge in a meaningless life. In a final push, Susan, Carrie Preston’s stepmother, uses the only method they haven’t yet resorted to, and “The Minimum for Living” gets the fresh breath it needs at the right time.

Keanu Reeves as William Beckham, the psychiatrist in charge of the shelter that receives patients with more advanced anorexia and bulimia, gives a ballast of science and affection to the film, which slips into some silly clichés, almost becoming a pastiche of “Girl, Interrupted” . ” (1999), James Mangold’s truly paradigmatic drama, but it takes a step back and resists, thanks in large part to the subplot of Ellen’s unusual and almost cursed novel – which changes its name in a somewhat artificial metaphor and is now called by Eli ( ?) – and Luke, the dancer played by Alex Sharp. Another calorie-counting expert, like Eli, Sharp’s character becomes didactic about a health problem that, as already mentioned, also affects men, and in this case it’s still lulled by the most pedestrian discrimination.

I admit that I found myself praying that no one died in “Minimum to Live,” mesmerized by the power of the story, hoping that Ellen, Eli, or whatever she wants to be called, finds herself, accepts himself, forgets his calling a little to paddle around the world and let himself live. I was treated in one of my prayers, and from what is seen in the last scene, it is reasonable to believe that this girl has changed. Maybe she really has learned her lesson, takes life with a little more appetite and discovers that you can live without the sign of death, that poor lady that no one likes. May she only come in her time, for everyone.

Movie: Minimum to live
Direction: Marty Noxon
Year: 2017
Sex: drama
Note: 8/10

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