Tuesday, August 18, 2009
see it, hear it, do it.
This is perhaps in the top five movies I've seen. I will caution that it's not the ideal date movie, unless you happen to be absolutely gorgeous when you throw up into your purse, but my eyes have seldom been opened so wide to an issue so relevant and yet so utterly ignored.
Admittedly, when I have heard talk of slaughter houses and the conditions in which food is "raised" and killed, I have felt somewhat incredulous. It's dead right? What does it matter? This movie will beat the importance of this matter into your head with a two-by-four, via images so gruesome, they will be indelibly imprinted in your brain forever. I am ashamed that there was such a disconnect in my mind between the conditions in which our food lives before it is served to us on a plate with mashed potatoes.
The implications are extremely far-reaching, in terms of health, politics, injustice. (Yes yes almost synonymous, I know.) From the woman whose son died from e coli, who has been fighting for seven years for an acknowledgement from the company who sold the contaminated meat, but cannot even say what changes her family has made as a result of her son's death without being sued, to the ridiculously endearing farmer with Coke-bottle glasses whose strident belief in free-range growing will win your heart, to the complex monstrosity that is Monsanto and its seemingly impending world domination.
Never in my life would I have thought that the cross-pollination of soybeans could hold such interest, and launch me into action.
Food Inc. paints an exceptionally vivid landscape of our need to lift the veil on food manufacturing, by delving into topics such as:
-Farm worker protection.
-Global food chain.
This is my hero, Joel Salatin:
I mean, I don't want to see the guy in a thong or anything, but he's awesome, one of the last true American farmers.
So, if you care about what you eat, and/or not dying, watch this moving. If it doesn't propel you into action, then you're an apathetic bastard.
Oops, gotta go, some black Suburbans just pulled up full of Monsanto investigators.