Annyeong!! And welcome back to another edition of Movie and TV Reviews, where your host is my lovely self. I hope all has been well with you and yours at the close of another week. This week we’ll be looking at the film Poetry. Now, some people live to be miserable, but as for me, not so much. I like peace, minding my business, and going about my day as unbothered as possible. Maybe there’s a switch that’s perpetually off in some people’s heads, and it causes them to make horrible decisions that hurt everyone. At least that is the case for Yang Mija’s grandson, Jong Wook. The guy is either a sociopath or he’s completely out of touch with reality. After he and five other turds essentially cause the victim, sixteen years young Agnes Park Hee Jin’s death, he calmly watches tv seemingly completely unbothered. With that being said, let’s get it!!!

Set in the magical land of Korea, my best guess is the movie was filmed in Yeongwol County of Gangwon Province (after some sleuthing, meaning I googled local businesses captured in film – thanks Bultina Dak Galbi). Anypoops, charged with looking after her grandson, Yang Mija, has her own problems as her health is gradually declining. She is diagnosed with Alzheimer’s, but before it eats away all her precious memories, she finally indulges her lifetime passion for poetry. Amid her crises, it is revealed that Jong Wook and five other boys sexually assaulted a fellow student for six months until her death.

Reputation Is Everything…
Not that cancel culture isn’t a thing here in the States, but Korea’s cancelation is on another level. You may as well kiss your career or, worse yet, your life away, if the public finds out you’ve been up to no good.
So I could understand each father’s motive to protect their son, but it doesn’t make it right. What does that teach them? It’s okay to commit crimes just as long as you don’t get caught?
As crass as it sounds, the price of the deceased is a low 30 million won or 5 million per perp. For the price of blood, those 30 pieces of silver weren’t enough. Hee Jin’s mother had already lost her husband to an auto-bike accident. Now add the second loss of her only daughter, it’s no wonder she was hysterical outside the hospital.

I’ve noticed a running theme in these dramas: when people misbehave, they make it rain to cover their tracks. Prime example: The Glory – I love/hated that drama- when it came to light that Moon Dong Eun was being bullied by Park Yeon Jin, what did Yeon Jin’s people do? Dropped a few bricks in Dong Eun’s mother’s lap and she in turn disappeared like a fart in the wind. Lol. Watch most dramas with rich overpowered supervillains, sorry, I mean school-aged brats with trust funds (or conglomerate families – Reborn Rich, I’m talking about you!) You’ll see cash being thrown around like nobody’s business.

I applaud Yang for her actions, and frankly, I would’ve done the same; unlike most parents, she didn’t let her grandson get away with murder. It didn’t sit well with her that Jong Wook was free and Agness dead, so she quietly informed police officer Park Sang Tae, provided Wook his last meal as a free man, gave him some good advice, and sent his ass to prison.

I don’t like films that remind me life can be shitty, excuse my english, but I still appreciate them because they keep me grounded in reality. I live knowing that one day I’m going to die, I’m not everyone’s cup of tea, and life is sometimes not fair. Now so we see ’em. Life is what it is.
Anypoops, I give the film Poetry a fresh-ass rose out of Quing Mirai’s private garden.