To be completely honest, I didn’t plan to name this post like that in the first place. While watching the film, I really wanted to name it: OKJA – THE FILM THAT MADE ME SICK.
But then it ended. And I changed my mind.
I disliked so many things about this movie. I didn’t like the direction. I didn’t like the acting of many characters. I didn’t like how everyone reminded me of an ugly caricature, especially the Animal Liberation Front. I was really angry that this movie made a word ECO-FRIENDLY look so radical and foolish. That it made the ALF look like a group full of oversensitive people who overplay every single situation and look at you as if they were the nicest people on Earth, even though you don’t believe a word they say. Almost everyone and everything in this film was just too much. Too very much and too very hard to believe.
Except. Except for Mija and Okja. Except for their relationship and their every single scene. These moments did feel real. And they were magical and moving.
Mija was just amazing. Okja as well. And these two ladies were enough for me to change the title completely because thanks to them, this film left its footprint on me.
And of course the factory we get to see in the end and the whole thought of the film. I cannot deny that this job was done amazingly well. We saw what it’s truly like in the slaughterhouses. We saw all the dirty work behind the super pig meat.
And the funniest and saddest of all is the fact that Okja is real. She’s here in the presence of every pig, every cow, every ‘farming’ animal that you can imagine. Okja does exist. And so do the slaughterhouses just as the one we’ve seen in this film, so do the people who care only about money and bussiness, so do the animals who can feel pain and sadness, hapiness and love.
We need to take example from Mija. We need to love all the animals on Earth, not just our pets or animals we find exotic. All animals have the right to live. All beings. We need to find that something in ourselves that we have lost a very long time ago. We need to be like Mija and love with no exceptions. Only then can we find the loving world that, as I strongly believe, we all secretly wish for with all our hearts.
Okja doesn’t have to awake some strong emotions in you – but it might. And if it does, then I am happy because it means that this film has made another human understand. Even if just a little bit.
I wasn’t sure if I wanted to write this but what the hell – this blog is about honesty, so I’m just going to do it.
After the film ended and the closing titles showed up, I started crying. And I haven’t cried like this in a very long time. Now I cried for pigs, for cows, chickens, goats, sheeps, fish, ducks, I cried for every single animal on this planet that is being oppressed, tortured and killed by the human kind. And for what? For pieces of paper that don’t make our lives better anyway if the only thing we do is rushing after them and never having enough?
Okja MIGHT change you. There is no guarantee that it will. But it can. And that is enough. Because, in contrast with money, hope is always enough.
And I will always hope that human beings will find their hearts again and that animals will finally get their own right to live, which we have taken away from them such a long time ago. I will always hope that they will, once again, be free.