Yes, Julie, I did watch it…… grizzling at first at the reminder of the red bibs and having to sit on a set chair, this is what I thought:
I don’t quite know what I felt about “Everyday”. It was a raw subject, different to mine in that I have no children and my husband was only a 40 minute car journey away. So in comparison I was lucky. But the loneliness was mutual. Having to carry on your life on your own, having to pick up the pieces left behind once the legal proceedings are over and done with, the vacuum you live in whilst your other half is away.
The film was nothing more than a study of waiting. There were no major dramas that go along with having a husband (and I specify husband, because they are usually the breadwinner) inside. Yes, “the wife” had a pub job to either make ends meet or to deal with the boredom, but other families suffer the loss of the breadwinner more deeply. Christmases seemed to come and go without the anxieties of debt piling up, the children got older and their dad missed them daily growing up. But there is so much more to being the wife of a prisoner, and I appreciate that’s not what Michael Winterbottom wanted to focus on.
As a study of the lonely mundane life of the wife of a serving prisoner, the film worked well. But we know that is only part of the journey – serving the sentence is the middle, going in and coming out are traumatic challenges in their own right, the sentence does not end on release.
Whether you would have the patience to watch to the end having no first hand experience is another question. Towards the end, I too got bored as I did in real life.