Precious- film review (2010)

Film review from University, in hindsight I appreciate the film may evoke strong feelings given the subject matter. It is a powerful film and a film I still think of with great importance. It has no baring on survivor experiences and is purely a review on the film at the time of it coming out.


Set in Harlem, New York in 1987, Precious manages to explore – with honesty and courage – many issues including abuse, sexuality and poverty in quite a short space of time. It is a raw but moving fi lm based on the novel Push by American author and performance poet Sapphire. And although this can make the viewing quite intense at times, don’t be misled – this is more than just another trag-lit movie. Precious is the story of 16-yearold Claireece “Precious” Jones, played by unknown actress Gabourey Sidibe, who lives with her abusive mother and is faced with the prospect of her second child, conceived as a result of her father’s sexual abuse. The fi lm was deservedly nominated for six oscars, winning Best Supporting Actress for comedienne and chat show host Mo’Nique and Best Adapted Screenplay. Mo’Nique also won a Golden Globe award for her powerful performance as Claireece’s abusive mother. However, the fi lm’s success has to be attributed to the thoughtprovoking writing and screenplay which is so clever and original that it captivates and enables the viewer to share in the characters’ anxiety and despair. With the use of clever plot devices, you share in Claireece’s fantasies and escapism as well as her hope that there is a better life for her outside the closed walls and private hell created for her by her parents. And whilst your are on this journey you also share in her invisibility of what it is to come from an abusive family. This fi lm has a defi nite behind closed doors feel to it, from the insight into Claireece’s mind to the before and after scenes of when the social worker visits the family. Later on in the fi lm, Claireece fi nally has to speak out against her hidden home life and begins to attend an alternative school. It is here that the fi lm takes on a tender meaning and will also echo situations that anyone working in education or with children and young people will recognise. The role of Claireece’s classmates and her caring tutor change this fi lm from gritty and raw, to a story of determinism and inspiration. If you have seen or heard any of the promotion for the fi lm, you will probably know that Mariah Carey drabs down and sheds her vocal range and heels to play a husky and frustrated social worker. Her appearance is somewhat overrated as she only makes two fairly brief appearances. But she brings an unexpected sincerity to her role and provides a sympathetic and dare I say likeable character. In all fairness, the appearance of Carey is not hugely signifi cant to the role but if it gains the fi lm the attention and notoriety it deserves then it can only be a good thing. Sometimes this fi lm is uncomfortable to watch and contains graphic scenes of sexual abuse which are defi nitely not for the easily offended. But if you can overcome this then Precious is provoking, brave and will live on in your mind for days after. However dark it gets, it is littered with rays of light that will have you chuckling when you know you shouldn’t. It would be nice to have seen this fi lm shown more nationally as very few cinemas dedicated space to it. However, it defi nitely has the potential to become a cult success and do for issue of child abuse what Trainspotting did for substance abuse


Sex on wheels Ch 4 july 2013 Expanded

This was a review I completed of a one hour documentary special on Channel 4 (UK)

Soon after this programme was advertised I began to receive messages from my friends informing me of its existence so I was eager to see the goods for myself! The reason for the messages and my own anticipation was that this was the very topic I wrote my dissertation about and I am massively interested in the field of sexuality and disability. As the programme began I was sceptical that it might be another documentary focusing on the obscure – or worse a patronising portrayal of young people looking for love. The backing music and narrator’s tone, giving a tongue and cheek feel to the introduction, justified my fears as the viewer meets Leah in a high street sex shop. I was thankfully reassured as this quickly begins to highlight some of the programme’s many recurring themes and challenges. For instance, Leah discusses the lack of sex education she received compared with her sisters because she has brittle bone disease and it was assumed she may not become sexually active. Leah is clearly a very articulate, confident and attractive young girl who enjoys exactly the same things as her peers. At the opposite end of the spectrum is shy John who has learning disability. John lives with his mother and would like the opportunity to lose his virginity like his brothers as he feels left out and lonely. His mother feels she should support John by hiring an escort and compares the experience with learning independent travel or other skills. The documentary follows John’s journey to lose his virginity or as his mother puts it “become a man”. What is clear for all the males involved in the documentary is the prejudice they face in some way or another from not being viewed or feeling like a “real man” because they have a disability. Most people believe everyone has sexual rights but unfortunately due to common misconceptions disabled people are often viewed as unable to attain these rights or have a “normal” sex life. This is wonderfully illustrated by Pete who is trying to fulfill his ambition of becoming a porn star. There is also Carl who has a spinal cord injury and was the only participant who did not have a disability from birth. For me, Carl is a textbook example of what the majority of academic literature on sexuality and disability represents. Carl tries many solutions to regain his full sexual function but what this uncovers – and was highlighted for Leah and John too – is the need for a long term relationship and closeness. As was evident from several of the individuals featured, sex is purchasable but intimacy is not. I would applaud Channel 4 and the escorts and sex therapists shown for allowing viewers to understand what they did and explain it in an educated and sensitive manner. The programme gives a good overview of societal attitudes and also challenges Joe Bloggs’ perceptions by jumping straight in with positions, places and preferences. Although some of the use of language may make you uncomfortable at times, such as “freak” and “normal”, I feel Channel 4 used the hour to explain this complex topic productively. But what I asked myself whilst watching this programme and would urge anyone to ask themselves is: “How would my perceptions change if the person did not have a disability?” More of the same please on our TVs!


Since writing this article there has been a significant increase in programming focusing on dating, sexuality and disability. What instantly comes to mind is reality TV such as FIRST DATES and “The undateables” the titles misleading and perhaps not a fresh as they were in their first or second season but Channel 4 has clearly heard my previous calling of more of the same! My one hope is that such programming does not begin to be formulaic in its approach. It has been around 4 years since writing the original review and I suspect for better or worse “Sex on wheels” is no less enlightening for the untrained eye to view.

I would still recommend it as pivotal watching for any aspiring youth or care workers to watch and consider it very much as a exercise for your value base.

For further information see Channel 4, Sexuality & Disability by Maddie Blackburn or reuest a copy of “Thats a hard conversation to have ” from the University of Stirling.





They said I would never remember..

About about me, this might help set background to where I might write from. part of my life a significant part of my life which is now private and feels like a past life is my child hood. Between the age of 7-17 and straggling into the year before and after I was a typical “sick kid”.

I have a rare tumorous condition finally diagnosed at Yorkhill Sick Childrens Hospital in Glasgow. The first time I visited I had no idea I would grow to call it “home”. After years of experimental treatment, pain, tears and fears. The inevitable happened. I say inevitable because I feared it from around 10 years old when I was old enough to realise the severity and nature of my condition. That the tumors had spread to my brain. In my head that literally meant Game Over. So I went from one of the sick but lucky I wasn’t dying children to the sick wont get better don’t know how long they have left children. I had crossed over the line. I think they refer to them now as “Rare” children.

I became very unwell and my memories after that point in my life are hazy and substituted by stories and photos. However I slowly stopped declining. I got better and eventually returned home. then had some tubes removed, then meds reduced and hey next thing you know I go to college, Then i went to university. Then I got a job and the rest as they say is history. My history. I had lived with the knowledge it was not distant history to me. I believed my tumors and the reason for my ill health remained. I was in short too scared to have anything followed up beyond the age of 16. And tumors don’t just disappear, prognosis don;t die people do. Until the tumor did disappear and I didn’t die. However last year for a minor health issue I decided to face my demon, confront it through an MRI camera lens (if they have lenses) and discovered I was tumor free.

I don’t want anyone to read this to believe they should not have treatment, they should have the treatment that feels best for them. I don’t want people to think I was brave, maybe I was when I was little but as an adult not so much. I hope though if anyone reading this is going through similar or have experienced similar they can feel a little bit less alone. For me I will write when I can about my work and my experiences in the hope of making sense of my life.