Not long ago I met a woman named Jovana Grbic, a biological chemist who has a cool little side-business consulting on science for the film industry. (You know: is it really possible for a volcano to engulf New York City? Could dinosaurs be cloned and raised as pets...and engulf New York City?) She invited me to do a guest post the next time a film about autism was released (possibly to stop my endless ranting), so I asked if I could take a look at Temple Grandin when I heard it was being released on HBO.
"Claire Danes?" I thought. "Really?"
Yes, really. It's a treat, this film. And not because it's perfect. (So few of us are). But because it tries to give us an inside-out view, something that I and so many of my friends have so desperately wanted. It was produced by Emily Gerson Saines, herself the mother of a boy with autism, so it is full of a personal passion to get it right.