#catherine hendricks

She greeted a fellow Mother, her smile just twitching when the madame pronounced her name wrong.

She had given up on correcting people long ago, already feeling fatigue from having to watch all those people tumble and slip up with it.

She then noticed a burly man dragging a little boy down to the camp grounds. She didn't recall meeting the man before nor the little boy before, so she was already brushing off her dress and walking towards them with a smile.

"Bonjour monsieur! It's quite lovely to see new faces around here. Is your boy joining this group as well? It's such a wonderful thing to see kids interested in participating in this!"

The man looked up as he was approached, offering a small smile as he crossed his arms over his chest.

“Well hello there, ma’am. Yeah, my son’s gonna give it a go. I’m on a little, uh, work trip, so I figured I wouldn’t bore him with my business.” He ruffled his son’s hair as he said that last bit. His accent sharply contrasted hers, one that could be identified as Southern from the U.S.

He turned to his son and moved his hand to his shoulder as he added, “Ray, why don’t you go on and run ahead. Make sure you talk to the other boys, y’hear? No point avoidin’ it if you wanna have fun.”

The kid—Ray—nodded and gave him a hug before walking off to join the other boys. His father watched him go for a moment before turning back to Catherine.

With a trembling hand, she picked up the telephone, bringing the receiver to her ear. “Miss Hendricks? Officer Duncan here. I…unfortunately the suspect we had in mind got away before we could interview him,” he began, the young officer’s voice hesitant and regretful.  

The woman pinched the bridge of her nose, exhaling. “I don’t care about that. How is my son? Where is he?” She asked, her tone cold, but wavering slightly. A pause came, static on the other line.

“Officer,” she spoke, her tone hardening, “You better tell me where my boy is or I swear I’ll-!”

She was cut off by a sorrowful whisper, “We don't know. We haven't found him. Again, we the suspect we had in mind that we theorised would know where he was....got away.”

 Just like that, the world would stop, petrified and numb. 

The silence is overwhelming, the air is too thick.

She brought the phone closer, “You better find that man, Duncan.”

Ryan Gosling’s ‘Lost River’ Trailer

So this is the film that got unanimously slammed by reviewers at festivals last year and it is Ryan Gosling’s directorial debut. You be the judge. Ladies & Gentlemen, Lost River...

Synopsis: “Lost River” is a dark fairy tale about love, family and the fight for survival in the face of danger. In the virtually abandoned city of Lost River, Billy (Christina Hendricks), a single mother of two, is…