The Film Club: A True Story of a Father and a Son
by David Gilmour | Biographies & Memoirs | This book has not been rated.
ISBN: 9780887622854 Global Overview for this book
ISBN: 9780887622854 Global Overview for this book
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I've always been interested in the idea of home schooling but cannot imagine how any parent would be so confident in their abilities as to think they could impart all of the skills and knowledge necessary to ensure their children will be successful in life. God, the burden would be too great I think. Plus who has the energy or the time or the diligence to carry it through? I guess that's why most of us choose to let total strangers handle the job.
On the one hand, I totally enjoyed reading this book. It was interesting to see which movies Gilmour chose to share with his son and why. Just as interesting was it to contemplate what movies I would have chosen to share with my own kids and why and what I would hope they'd get out of them. Of course the real value in this educational experience, one which any parent would know, is not the instructional value of the movies but the time spent together.
On the other hand though, I really was annoyed that Gilmour was so self-absorbed as to think that this story was worthy of a book - that people would pay money to read about his experiment with his kid. I fretted that Gilmour was using his kid for his own financial gain. Even though Gilmour assures us that his son gave him permission to publish the story, I thought either his son really did not have a whole lot of choice in the matter (what kid is going to deny his father the chance to stay out of the poor house?) or Sonny Boy was just as egotistical as his father.
So, I enjoyed the story but was irritated by the fact that I did.
I've passed the book on to my SO who, being a film buff himself and having no children of his own but curious about what he'd be like as a Dad, has reported that he thoroughly enjoyed it. He also thinks that my own disdain is misplaced.
SO is passing the book on to a friend. I wonder whose side she'll be on?
On the one hand, I totally enjoyed reading this book. It was interesting to see which movies Gilmour chose to share with his son and why. Just as interesting was it to contemplate what movies I would have chosen to share with my own kids and why and what I would hope they'd get out of them. Of course the real value in this educational experience, one which any parent would know, is not the instructional value of the movies but the time spent together.
On the other hand though, I really was annoyed that Gilmour was so self-absorbed as to think that this story was worthy of a book - that people would pay money to read about his experiment with his kid. I fretted that Gilmour was using his kid for his own financial gain. Even though Gilmour assures us that his son gave him permission to publish the story, I thought either his son really did not have a whole lot of choice in the matter (what kid is going to deny his father the chance to stay out of the poor house?) or Sonny Boy was just as egotistical as his father.
So, I enjoyed the story but was irritated by the fact that I did.
I've passed the book on to my SO who, being a film buff himself and having no children of his own but curious about what he'd be like as a Dad, has reported that he thoroughly enjoyed it. He also thinks that my own disdain is misplaced.
SO is passing the book on to a friend. I wonder whose side she'll be on?
