Recently, Hubby and I sat down to watch a little TV together (not always the case — TV’s in different rooms frequently work better). He went to the movie channels and started “surfing” which I believe all men are genetically pre-disposed to do. He happened upon a movie already in progress named The Station Agent. I remembered being interested when I heard about this movie when it was in the theaters, and he was interested too, so we decided to watch the rest of it.
It’s the story of a man who has dwarfism named Finn who moves to an abandoned train station he has inherited in a small town. He is mourning the death of his best friend and has come to the small town wishing to be left alone in his grief.
Not going to get his wish. A talky Italian guy named Joe has a hot dogs, soda and ice cream truck that he sets up right across the road from the train station every day. Finn goes to the truck sometimes to get something to eat, but is not interested in talking to Joe, but Joe won’t leave him alone, and keeps peppering Finn with questions about himself.
Joe finds out that Finn is interested in train watching. So, Joe starts tagging along. At one point, it shows the two of them sitting out in the middle of nowhere for long periods of time just reading or staring off into space, interspersed with short bursts of a train whizzing by, with Finn intently watching the train and taking notes, and Joe jumping up and down in excitement — for just a minute or two. And, then they’re back to another long period of reading or looking off into space. Eventually, they borrow a video camera and drive alongside trains in Joe’s store/truck with Finn filming the train — something he had always wanted to do.
It’s a very simple movie about friendship. Patricia Clarkson plays a woman who also becomes a friend to the two, but, for me, the story was really about the friendship between the two men.
Joe didn’t have any interest in trains before he met Finn. But, because of his interest in friendship with Finn, he was open to the subject of trains, and found out that they interested HIM too!
A very interesting character-study movie.
After the movie ended, I told Hubby, “In some ways, Joe and Finn remind me of Linda and me.” I explained my reasoning, and Hubby agreed. He’s a big Linda fan, too.
This is why. A few short months ago, Linda didn’t know anything about blogging, just like I didn’t. But when DD talked to me about trying my hand at it, Linda encouraged me to do it, and was open to learning more about it too. So, we’ve learned about this strange, exciting new world in tandem.
She says she’s not “wordy” enough to actually WRITE a blog (and, believe me, the insinuation of my “wordiness” is not lost on me), but she has become a daily reader of not just mine and DD’s, but several other blogs. And she is always interested in discussing blogs and blogging with me, and occasionally, when we are discussing something or someone totally removed from the subject of blogging, she’ll say, out of the blue, “Think there’s a blog there?” Although, I do have to say, that I still have trouble getting her to cooperate when I say, “I need something to blog about — say something funny.”
Linda and I have lots of interests that we don’t share, and each has a polite interest in these other hobbies (for instance, Linda is a wonderful photographer, with a great eye for composition, and I am only a “point and shoot” photographer, when there’s no one more competent around to do it), but in this case, I feel that Linda developed an interest in this particular hobby BECAUSE of her friendship with me.
My point is — how blessed I am by having a friend like Linda. While I have enjoyed this experience of blogging immensely, Linda has added immeasureably to the experience by sharing it with me.
Thank you, God for my friend, Linda, whose friendship adds so much to my life and who encourages me in my faith and who makes me laugh!