Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Yellow VW Bus

Our Little Yellow VW Bus
Garrett Lambur

On Sunday night I watched Little Miss Sunshine with Kip Redick and family after my 6am night spent with Brookelynn to celebrate her birthday. I was feeling quite sick at the time and was unsure whether I would truly enjoy the movie. I am quite sure that will never be the case with the movie. I absolutely love the movie. My favorite character in the movie would have to be the VW van. Yes, I said the Van, not the little girl or the silent brother or the crack dealing grandfather, the Van. It was the trip in the van across the desert that brought the family together. The fan allowed them to communicate with each other in a way they hadn’t done before. I thought this fitting since the title of our class is sacred communication. They aren’t communicating with the holy other but they are communicating with each other as a family, which I view as sacred.

While we weren’t able to watch the whole movie for class since it is not European I still felt a connection between it and the other movies we have watched. Unlike a typical American film, this film pushes all barriers and crosses all lines. There is nothing that is even close to off limits. Although the movies we are watching in class have not been comical they have pushed the limits and made the viewer look at things in a new light. Little Miss Sunshine does the same thing but looks directly at the typical dysfunctional American family. By the end you begin to realize that all families are dysfunctional but it’s when they come together that they are able to function. And what was it that allowed the family to communicate and function together? Yep, you got it, the Van.

In fact you could draw parallels between that Van and its family and IBTS and our group. We are a completely dysfunctional group: we get on each other’s nerves, we fight amongst ourselves, we are completely different but it is IBTS that allows us to function together. The close proximity of living together with the significant lack of typical living supplies, not to mention the language barrier/inability to decipher labels/instructions, have made us come together as a group to function in this messed up European living situation. Although there may not be a wailing horn or a push start every time to get going there are lady bugs infestations and yelling people down below. So next time you think of IBTS just imagine it as a yellow VW Bus and laugh to yourself at how it brings us together and allows for communication among us that might never have happened otherwise.

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