Aurore (Aurora) is the light of dawn
14 June 2010
Warning: Spoilers
A movie painfully slow like "Mon oncle Antoine".

I was intrigued when I stumbled upon this movie late-late one night. My French-Canadian ancestors had moved to new lands one generation after another ''et ouvert les terres''. Hard work. Hard lives. Making your own clothes, your own butter, hauling water one way or another, living in wooden homes with big black stoves, getting the horses ready for an outing, and having babies, and more babies.

I wasn't sure what I was watching, what with the melodrama of the father having his cousin's wife come to take care of his young family and his in-laws disapproving of him not visiting his wife who had given birth and who was very sick.

Was it Aurore? THE movie that I had never seen but heard so much about? (''What? you were mistreated like Aurore?). Chills ran across my body as I witnessed the scene where the now step-mother (washing the floor while the baby cries and cries) feels that Aurore is showing her some disrespect (''Why should I knock at the door of my own home?'') gets up and picks up a log with a nail. A farmer and his wife hear Aurore's cries and debate if it is any of their business to go to this home and see what is going on.

I turned the television off. I could not sleep for another 2 hours. The scene, never actually witnessed, haunted me for weeks. I had to read your comments to know how it ends.

Did this film change our society's view of victims and the abuse that children suffer?
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