May 25, 2009

Exploitation Or Sending A Message

Have you seen the documentary "Farrah's Story"? It is about Farrah Fawcett's cancer journey. I watched it a few days ago. Boy, did it bring up many different emotions in me - sadness (at her pain), inspiration (at her strength to fight it), hope (for her recovery). I had some other feelings too - uneasiness at some very private moments on public display.

There have been numerous debates on blogs and websites since the documentary aired. There are some lawsuits and accusations against the show producers, Alana Stewart and Ryan O'Neal. I am not quite sure about that whole thing, so I won't go there. However, I will share my own thoughts as I sat watching the documentary.

I watch movies that have an uplifting theme. Even if a movie has excellent acting and won the Oscar, I do not watch it if the entire story is depressing. I like some fantasy in my movies, since reality already has a good dose of gloom and doom (smile). When I heard about Farrah's Story, I wanted to watch it. I figured if someone was willing to share such a painful journey, then their message must be strong and valid.

I heard that Farrah wanted to bring to light the alternative treatment she got in Germany. To focus on why the U.S. does not encourage such treatments here. Great idea, I thought, since celebrities have far better reach in getting the message across. For me, only one message came through - the fact that one should never give up when dealing with cancer. A good message no doubt. However, it would have been useful to know more about the treatment she received in Germany, to find out how she found out about such treatments, to hear scientists in the U.S. speak for and against such treatments, etc. Information that would have helped others dealing with the same disease find treatment options. Information that would bring more focus to the lack of funding for certain types of cancer in the U.S. But, none of that happened in detail. I was disappointed.

Two segments made me really uneasy. The part where I find out that the doctors were using chemotherapy treatments that spared her hair. It was only towards the end that she agreed to treatments that would make her hair fall out. I realize that Farrah's hair was a big part of her success. But really, your hair is not who you are, is it? It will grow back. The second was when they showed her son Redmond (who had been arrested for drug possession). He was allowed to visit her and he came in leg shackles. Farrah was in pain and incoherent. I am not sure about the message in that segment. Some things are just meant to be private.

Days after that documentary, I am still shaken. I realize that it is not my place to judge. Yet, I wonder about the purpose of this documentary. Money definitely played a part. I am sure Farrah had a pure purpose in documenting her journey, but as she gets sicker and is unable to make decisions, who then makes the decisions? Are documentaries like this exploitative or do they send the right message? What do you think?

I am off to sit on my acylic dock and do more pondering.....

9 comments:

Audrey said...

Nice post. I haven't seen that documentary, and I'm pretty sure that if I was going through anything similar, I wouldn't want it filmed.

Sophie said...

Great post! I have heard about that documentary, haven't seen it though. And you do make a good question, as she grows ill who will take decisions?

xo
Sophie

T.Allen-Mercado said...

I haven't seen it. I'm a big fan of documentaries as a whole and am often left wondering about the purpose. In almost all of them, there is some degree of exploitation. I struggle with whether the natural egotistic/narcissistic tendencies of celebrity overshadows sound judgment when agreeing to take part. It may be different in illness, but I'm inclined to think that dying (or surviving) in front of the camera is just part of living in front of the camera and with it comes a degree of "doom and gloom".

mary jane said...

i can't bring myself to watch it, it seems much to personal to me! but great post!
xo
mary jane

TERI REES WANG said...

Death is awkward. The getting there, the hovering there until one finally graduates to the finale.
I have yet to see this for my Self.
In our general neighborhood these folks are locals. I see there faces with subtitles on the t.v. screen as well as in the local diner just grabbing a bit to eat with out the glaring judge-mental headlines following over head. Some people live at a 'higher volume' than the rest of us. Death comes to them and us both. Private moments for them are usually not kept private, weather or not by choice. Shackles, hair-no-hair, airfare, privileges, foreign assistance, multiple options and more. It may be in there interest to reveal all the awkward private moments to give a clearer-family-portrait.

Their family business is name of vanity. So when we say to our own Self,..."it's only hair", that logical notion may not apply in due time. Survival commands compassion.

storybeader said...

I heard about the show on the news, but didn't watch it. Thanks for giving me the run-down. It reminds me of another news story I saw today, about a teenager who didn't want any more kimo, and the family was going to try herbal methods. Then the courts forced the mother to bring her son in, after they fled the state. Wild!?

Robert W. Leonard said...

From what you said it sounds more like trying to prove a point than discuss an issue. It's hard to watch the ones that don't take the time to look at both sides with a magnifying glass.

By the way, I love the picture. It makes me want to sprint down that dock and dive off the end. :)

Kathy said...

At first I thought I wanted to watch it, but then I knew it would be disturbing and make me sad so I chose not to watch.

I only watch movies and programs that entertain and have completely stopped watching things that would make me sad, or things that may be fiction, but do happen in real life. Just can't watch it any more.

Nomad said...

Fawcett's story is very sad. It shows the ups and downs cancer patients face, thinking they're cured or in remission only to have it come back again.