Movie poster for "2010: The Year We Make Contact". |
It was a day I will always remember: December 23, 1984. The previous
few months had been hard. My grandmother on my mom’s side had initially been
hospitalized for stomach pain. Emergency surgery was done, and they kept her in
the hospital. Eventually cancer was found, and the slow decline began.
I was in Grade 10, getting used to a new school, new classmates,
trying out for the high school basketball team, and the teen angst all that
brings. Every week or two, I would go see my grandmother in the hospital. It
seemed almost to become part of the routine of high school.
However, by the time December came, we could see an end in sight – a sad one. We went to see my
grandmother on Dec. 23. I was done school, on Christmas break. After our visit,
my sister and I decided to go see a movie. We hadn’t been for a while and,
looking back, it was probably a good distraction from what was happening.
Lethbridge is so small, it doesn’t take long to get anywhere in the
city. We headed over to the Paramount Theatre downtown, and there were three
movies I wanted to see: “Beverly Hills Cop”, “Dune”, and “2010: The Year We
Make Contact”.
The first choice was “Beverly Hills Cop”, but it was Rated “R” and I
was just 14. So, “Dune” would be good too. My buddy Shawn had read the book by Frank Herbert and
raved about it. That was rated “R” too.
That left pretty much our only choice: “2010: The Year We Make
Contact”. There didn’t seem to be any ratings issues, so we went in.
A strange sequel
I have to admit, I loved going to the movies – no matter what was
playing. I also loved science fiction, so “2010” was just perfect. Besides, it
had Roy Scheider, who was one of my favourite actors.
The problem was, “2010” was a sequel to “2001: A Space Odyssey” and I
never really understood it. The first time I saw “2001”, I was really young and
just assumed that’s why I didn’t really get it. But then we watched it in Grade
9 science, probably a year before we went to see “2010”, and I still really
didn’t understand it.
Apparently that was not uncommon, because in the first part of “2010” they
talked a lot about not really understanding what happened with HAL, the super
computer, and the astronauts. And what was with that “Star child”?
The movie was kind of a reflection and commentary of the Cold War
period in which it was made. In the movie, diplomatic tensions increased
between the United States and the Soviet Union. Ultimately, the two agree to a
joint mission to discover what actually happened out there, led by Heywood
Floyd (Roy Scheider). In the end, after all sorts of turmoil and drama, essentially a new world is created and
everyone seeks peace on Earth.
It would be interesting to see it now, some 30 years later. Maybe all
the symbolism and nuance would make sense to me.
Roy Scheider played astronaut Heywood Floyd in the movie "2010: The Year We Make Contact". |
A sad conclusion
After the movie ended, I hooked up with my dad and we went back to the
farm. My mom stayed at the hospital to say goodbye to her mother. My dad and I
had a real heart to heart in the kitchen before we went to bed.
A few hours later, I heard the phone ring. My dad never answered the
phone, and I really did not want to get out of bed to do so myself. I knew what
awaited us on the other end.
Just a few minutes earlier my grandmother had died. It was my mom
phoning – and I knew it.
The next morning, I awoke, and my mom phoned. She recounted her
mother’s last few minutes. It all seemed surreal. Shortly after, my brother and
his wife showed up to visit our grandmother. Too young and dumb to be
diplomatic, I just told him straight up our grandmother died. I have since
learned diplomacy.
The time of death was past midnight – so my grandmother died on
Christmas Eve. We buried her four days later – on my cousin’s birthday.
Parting thoughts
It seems strange that a movie set so far in the future when it was
made, is now four years beyond “the year we make contact”.
I have not seen “2010: The Year We Make Contact” since that day in the
theatre. I have not avoided it, but it never seems to be on. That’s probably
for the better.
A movie that ends with so much hope, will always be tinged with
sadness for me.
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