Family Dramas
There are only two points in The Squid and the Whale that bothered me, and they’re quibbles, and both come only at the end of this deeply painful and awfully funny movie: when Walt runs off to the American Museum of Natural History, he runs around the Central Park reservoir, which has its new fence up, of course, instead of the chain-link that would have been there in 1986, when the movie is set. Also, since he’s presumably travelling from Brooklyn, how hard would it have been to transfer to a subway line that would have let him out right in the basement of the museum? It isn’t always worth asking these questions, but maybe it’s my status as a New Yorker that always leads me down that path. The IMDB page also cites the movie for having Walt go in through the Hall of Biodiversity, a section not added to the museum until 2000, but that’s too fine a point even for me. Look, never mind the anachronisms and typical movie geography; this is a very good movie about a very painful situation among some truly selfish but also some purely struggling-to-be-good people.