Irish Forced Adoption Film: Philomena UPDATED
The movie website is at this link. The description is “A world-weary political journalist picks up the story of a woman’s search for her son, who was taken away from her decades ago after she became pregnant and was forced to live in a convent. ”
“The biggest thunderclap of cheers and applause heard in ages at the Venice Film Festival came halfway through the press screening of Stephen Frears’ Philomena, when Steve Coogan, as journalist Martin Sixsmith, looks at Judi Dench, as Philomena Lee, and mutters, “F—ing Catholics.” Italy is both a Catholic country and a robustly anticlerical one, but the whoops from the audience weren’t a reflex action to an ecclesiastical obscenity. They expressed a passionate connection to the film’s story, ”inspired by true events,” of a woman looking for the son that the Church stole from her a half-century before.
The thieves were Northern Irish nuns who ran a slave-labor home for unwed pregnant girls — similar to the homes for “fallen girls” documented in The Magdalene Sisters, which won the Golden Lion here in 2002. In Philomena, the facility is called Roscrea; and two orders of nuns, The Sisters of Mercy and The Little Sisters of the Poor, are conflated, with wicked wit, into The Sisters of Little Mercy. But the particulars are sadly accurate. When the girls, indentured to the convent for four years, gave birth (with little or no medical help), they were allowed to see their babies only an hour a day. Wealthy couples, often from the U.S., could adopt the children for $1,000 and take them away without the young mothers being allowed to even say goodbye forever. Decades later, when these women returned asking for aid in locating their children, they were told all the documentation had been lost in a fire.
Do let your blood boil at this sorry chapter in recent Church history, exceeded in evil and venality only by the abuse of untold numbers of boys by Catholic priests. And then understand that Philomena, for all the righteous anger it displays and incites, is at heart a feel-good movie. It details the crusade of a cheerful woman, Philomena, who 50 years after her Roscrea ordeal, hopes to find her son Anthony. “I’d like to know if he thought of me,” she tells Sixsmith. “I’ve thought of him every day.”
Philomena is almost a comedy. Frears, in fine form at 72, has proved himself a modest master at juggling the serious and the silly in such actors’ showcases as The Queen and Tamara Drewe; and the script by Coogan and Jeff Pope, from Sixsmith’s book The Lost Child of Philomena Lee, brims with bright dialogue. With an itinerary ranging from London to Birr, Ireland, to various parts of the U.S., Philomena is also a kind of road movie, in which two people, separated by class and temperament, learn to respect and embrace each other’s strengths and quirks. In that sense, this is a cousin to Michael Winterbottom’s TV series and feature film The Trip, in which Coogan and Rob Brydon engage in dueling banter on a restaurant jaunt through the English Midlands.
Sixsmith, a BBC journalist who was cashiered from the Labour Government just before meeting Philomena, is a graduate of Oxford (and Harvard and the Sorbonne) and an expert purveyor of deflating mots on any subject, including his own atheism: “I don’t believe in God and I think He can tell.” Martin is tipped to Philomena’s quest by her daughter (Anna Maxwell Martin), a waitress, and, desperate for work, pitches the idea to a broadsheet editor who sees its potential as a human-interest story. Martin’s problem: he has no human interest. He’d rather be writing a book on Russian history than spending time with the chatty, chummy Philomena, whose taste in literature runs to romance novels, whose plots she is happy to exhaustively relate to the exasperated Martin, and, when they travel to Washington, D.C., on her lost son’s trail, is tempted to watch Big Momma’s House on the hotel VOD rather than visit the Lincoln Memorial.Getting full comic effect from its class-comedy abrasions, Philomena rises to poignancy and profundity as Dench reveals her control of a character stained by the loss of her child and troubled by her suspicion, when she learns the name his American family gave him, that “He wasn’t my Anthony. He was somebody else’s Michael.” Yet despite Martin’s sage observation that “It’s the Catholic Church that should be going to confession, not you,” Philomena has never lost her faith. As she lights a candle at church, a priest asks if it’s for someone special and with her eyes gently tearing, she whispers, “Yes.”
Coogan, the comic who has played the shallow chat-host Alan Partridge on TV for nearly 20 years, brings an agreeable, sometimes awkward gravity to Martin. Sophie Kennedy Clark rings all notes of helplessness and holy fury as the young Philomena. But this is Dench’s triumph. At 78, she has a golden career behind her, often as queens (Mrs Brown, Shakespeare in Love) and other frosty matriarchs (James Bond’s M). So the warmth under pressure she radiates here is nearly a surprise. As Philomena discovers more about her child, Dench subtly conveys all the hopes and apprehensions the character has harbored for 50 years.Philomena Lee proved her mettle by never relinquishing her love and her mission. Judi Dench gives a performance of grace, nuance and cinematic heroism.”
Philomena at Venice: Reserve an Oscar for Judi Dench
[Time 8/31/13 by Mary Corliss]
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Update: “Philomena Lee’s tireless efforts to track down her son who was taken from her at an Irish convent and adopted by a St. Louis family has inspired an Oscar-nominated film.
Her story also has prompted a U.S. senator to pressure the Irish government to open its adoption records.
Sen. Claire McCaskill, D-Mo., sat with Lee at a news conference in Washington last week and called on Ireland to pass legislation to help reconnect children and their birth mothers.
Specifically, McCaskill is targeting an adoption system — operated under the Roman Catholic Church in Ireland for centuries, until the 1990s — that coerced unwed mothers into convents. Last year, the Irish government issued an official state apology for “the nation’s shame” and outlined a plan to compensate those wronged and start a process to make the adoption records public. Yet many of those records have remained closed.
The film “Philomena” documents Lee’s efforts to find her son, who was adopted from a convent in 1955. Years later, Lee was blocked by nuns at the convent from obtaining vital information to find him. She later learned her son, Michael Hess (named Anthony by Lee), had been trying to find her and had made two trips to the convent, but was also denied information by the nuns.
Hess, who was adopted by a St. Louis-area family, had risen in the ranks of the Republican Party and was a chief legal adviser in the Reagan administration. He died in 1995 of AIDS without finding Lee. His dying wish was to be buried at the Sean Ross Abbey in Roscrea, Ireland, where he was born and lived until he was adopted as a toddler.
Lee later found a gravestone on the convent property with Hess’ name on it.
The film has made Lee a symbol for thousands of others who were forced to put their children up for adoption in Ireland. McCaskill said the movie and the St. Louis connection inspired her to take action.
Like other U.S. cities with large Catholic populations, St. Louis was one of several urban hubs for these adoptions. One hundred to 150 children from Irish convents are believed to have been adopted by St. Louis families, according to McCaskill’s research. She said there may be others in St. Louis seeking their birthparents, and vice versa. Time is running out for many of them to connect, she said.
All of McCaskill’s stepchildren are adopted, and one has reconnected with his birth mother. “So I know firsthand how important it is to keep those doors open,” the senator said.
McCaskill said she will consider a Senate resolution or formal letter of protest to the Irish government over its role in keeping many adoption records sealed. She noted the U.S. also will be appointing a new Irish ambassador this year, and the issue should be made a factor in that appointment process.
Her actions are backed by the Adoption Rights Alliance, which helped create the Philomena Project in collaboration with Lee and her daughter, Jane Libberton.
Michael Hess was adopted by Michael “Doc” Hess and Marjorie Hess, of Ferguson, near St. Louis, in 1955.
In his book that first told the story of Philomena Lee and Michael Hess, British journalist Martin Sixsmith identified Doc Hess as a physician at a veterans hospital in St. Louis. The family later moved from St. Louis to the Chicago area, where Michael Hess went to high school. The Hesses also adopted another child, Mary, from the same convent when they adopted Michael.
In 1951, Lee was 18 and unmarried when she became pregnant. She, like thousands of other unwed women expecting babies, were considered fallen and were forced to give birth in Irish convents. Many were coerced to remain and work in manual jobs until they earned their way out.
Lee lived in Roscrea with her son and worked long days in the laundry. While still in the convent, she was forced to give up her son for adoption when he was 3.
According to Sixsmith’s account, Marjorie Hess first met Michael in a summer 1955 visit to the convent. She had plans to adopt a girl, Mary. But during her visit, she was also smitten with the boy who would not leave Mary’s side. The boy was Philomena Lee’s son.
The movie takes artistic license in telling Lee’s story. For example, the movie shows Lee watching her child being led to a car and driven away from the convent by the Hesses. But according to the book, Marjorie Hess returned to the United States after meeting Michael and Mary. A few months later, the children, accompanied by an adult companion, flew to Chicago, where the Hess family welcomed them.
A St. Louis Post-Dispatch photograph from December 1955 shows the children, newly arrived in St. Louis, meeting Santa Claus for the first time.
The movie also chronicles Lee visiting Washington with Sixsmith in their search to find her son. Lee praised the movie, but she said it was her first visit to Washington.
After he wrote the book, Sixsmith became a harsh critic of the Irish church’s actions and its shaming of women.
Indeed, Lee said she was stripped of her identity and forced to live under another name at the convent. She and other mothers there were told never to speak of the children because of that shame, and she kept the fact that she had a son from her later family for decades.
Lee also said the nuns were not honest with her son, who was dying when he traveled from Washington to Ireland to ask one more time for help finding her.
“They originally told him that I had abandoned him at 2 weeks old,” she said. “But I was there for 3½ years with him working in the laundry. He died thinking of me.”
In the movie, actress Judi Dench plays Lee, and Steve Coogan plays Martin Sixsmith. The film has been nominated for four Academy Awards.”
U.S. senator, Philomena Lee work on adoption rights[TheSeattle Times 2/2/14 By Nancy Cambria]
Update 2: “In nearly two decades as a foreign correspondent, I covered stories of mass graves in far-flung locations in Eastern Europe and Russia. The thought of them has remained lodged in my memory.
But never did I expect to be covering a mass grave from modern times on my own doorstep; I thought Western and Northern Europe was immune from such horrors.
Yet that is exactly what I came across in January this year in the small Irish town of Tuam in County Galway, an ugly place with its rundown streets and council estates
On a grey, rainy afternoon, I was taken to a patch of land in the centre of one such estate. Surrounded by houses built in the 1970s, on the edge of a scruffy playground, I found a plaster statue of the Madonna on a pile of stones, incongruously sheltered by an old enamel bathtub. Beneath it were the bodies of nearly 800 babies.
The remains of a forbidding 8ft wall nearby were a clue to the place’s history. Until 1961 this had been the site of a Catholic religious community run by the Sisters of Bon Secours.
They had bought the workhouse in the 1920s and converted it into a home for unmarried mothers. For the next 36 years, the nuns took in thousands of women. In those days, sex outside marriage was proclaimed a mortal sin.
The Church said the girls were ‘fallen women’ and degenerates. Their crime had to be hidden, their babies delivered in secret behind high walls, and their children taken away.
News of the mass graves at Tuam finally made the newspapers last week, but I had heard of the site and visited the shrine five months ago while researching a BBC TV documentary about the estimated 60,000 babies that the Church took for adoption in the 1950s and 1960s, many of them sent to America in return for large payments disguised as ‘donations’.
I had written about one such case in my book Philomena, later made into a film starring Judi Dench.
The hundreds of letters I received from mothers and children forcibly separated by the nuns, and still seeking each other even now, made me painfully aware of the full human tragedy behind Ireland’s mother and baby homes. But Tuam had other, even darker secrets.
talked to local residents and met John, now in his 80s and one of the first to move into the estate in October 1972, who told me how children made a grim discovery on the grassy area. He said: ‘Not too long after we came here they were playing football and they saw something they thought was a ball or something. They kicked it around, but when we looked at it we saw it was a child’s skull.’
Worse was to follow. ‘The local lads used to go fishing in the river’, John said. ‘They needed to dig for worms and one day they lifted up some old slabs that had been lying since before the estate was built…’
What the boys found was horrific. The slabs concealed the entrance to a Victorian septic tank built for the workhouse. Its original function had ceased in the 1930s when mains sewerage came, but the nuns had seemingly put it to a new and grisly use.
Barry Sweeney, one of the boys there that day, says: ‘It was a concrete slab, but there was something hollow underneath it, so we decided to bust it open and it was full to the brim with skeletons. The priest came over and blessed it. I had nightmares over it.’
Like all the mother and baby homes run by the Church, conditions in Tuam had been primitive. The girls were denied basic medical care and refused painkillers for even the most difficult birth because the pain was ‘God’s punishment for your sin’.
Their babies were neglected, crowded into communal nurseries where infection and disease ran unchecked. The result was a shamefully high death rate, with measles and dysentery killing hundreds.
Infant mortality was often five or six times worse in the Church’s homes than in the rest of Ireland, and judging by accounts of what went on there it is hardly surprising.
‘Nellie’, a former inmate in Tuam, spoke to me on condition that I would not use her real name.
‘I came in pregnant and was put to work in the nursery,’ she said. ‘It was awful. There was no medicine and the babies were always getting sick. When one of them caught something, they would all get it and nuns did nothing about it. The worst was the green diarrhoea. It just poured out of the little things. It was so bad that you couldn’t even put nappies on them. They just lay there in it.’
Nellie’s daughter survived, but many didn’t. ‘There was nothing you could do. Their diet was terrible, there was overcrowding and disease, and no doctor to call on. There were babies dying every day.’ The Tuam home was demolished in 1972 and the nuns departed without any mention of the dead babies.
But rumours continued to circulate until two local people, Catherine Corless and Teresa Kelly, set out to uncover the truth. ‘We all knew about the “home babies”,’ Catherine told me. ‘But the place was behind 8ft walls and nobody was allowed in.’
Catherine and Teresa consulted old maps and documents, gathering whatever information they could. The stories about the sewage tank began to make sense. ‘Some locals do remember,’ she told me, ‘that grave diggers would be seen late at night bringing out children and putting them in there. They were without coffins, just wrapped in white shrouds.’
Catherine went to the records office in Galway. ‘There was a nice girl there. I’m not sure she was supposed to, but she dug out the old records of all the children who died, with their ages and what they died of…’
By collating the data, Catherine calculated that nearly 800 babies were buried beneath the housing estate. ‘I was utterly amazed when I realised that I had the names of 796 babies. The causes of death were measles or septicaemia, abscesses, convulsions, tuberculosis or pneumonia; lots were aged three to six months, and then quite a lot of one and two-year-olds. It’s heart-breaking reading through all the names.’
An inspection report from 1944 reveals the sorry state of many of the 333 babies then at Tuam. Most, aged between three weeks and 13 months, are described as ‘fragile, pot-bellied and emaciated’, 31 are listed as ‘poor babies, emaciated and not thriving’. There is a ‘miserable, emaciated child with voracious appetite and no control over bodily functions’; a ‘delicate’ ten-month-old ‘child of itinerants’, and a five-year-old with its ‘hands growing near its shoulders’.
A nine-month-old is described as ’emaciated with flesh hanging loosely on limbs’, and the child’s mother is said to be ‘not normal’.
The report concludes that the mortality rate was ‘high’, with 300 deaths between 1943 and 1946. With so many babies perishing, the nuns had used the septic tank as a convenient depository, turning it into a mass grave. Catherine Corless believes that what is now the playground also conceals buried remains.
A Church that sets such store by the sanctity of human life and its opposition to abortion showed very little respect for the young souls in its care, and that rankles with Teresa Kelly.
‘The nuns left without doing justice to those children’, she says. ‘They walked away and left the babies there. I don’t understand how anyone could just cover over all that and forget that all that happened.’
When the story of the grave began to emerge, a local couple took it on themselves to keep the burial site tidy; it was they who put up the makeshift shrine with its bathtub. But Teresa says she won’t rest until a proper memorial is erected. ‘We want to put those children’s names on a plaque and get them up on the wall. They deserve to have a name, the day they were born, the day they died. Their mothers don’t know where they’re buried. People will be looking; they deserve to know.’
Now people are looking. A relative of a child born in Tuam has made a formal complaint to the Irish police that could trigger exhumations at the site. William Joseph Dolan was born on May 21, 1950, to a young single mother called Bridget Dolan. The institution’s records carry the scribbled word ‘died’, but no further information. Bridget reportedly told her family that William had been sent for adoption in America. His relative, who does not wish to be identified, says: ‘I just want to know what happened to him. There is no death certificate. He could still be alive or he’s in the grave.’
Pressure is growing for a proper investigation. The Irish Minister for Children, Charlie Flanagan, has called the revelations about Tuam and other mother and baby homes ‘deeply disturbing’ and ‘a shocking reminder of a darker past’.
The Dolan case may force the government to take action, but it is unlikely Tuam is an isolated case.
Catherine Corless says: ‘I know there are other mass graves and there are people wanting to recognise them. There are mass graves all over Ireland. Unrecognised, unnamed children. Here in Tuam we hope to have some justice for them.’
Sadly, from my own experience working on Philomena, I know justice is not easy to come by.
Church and state have repeatedly failed to help mothers whose children were sent for adoption in the 1950s and 1960s; some accuse them of operating a ‘deny until they die’ policy of stonewalling.
And there are similar signs of buck-passing in this case. The Archbishop of Tuam, Michael Neary, said he is ‘greatly shocked’ by the news, but he is quick to blame others.
‘As the diocese did not have any involvement in running the home, we do not have any material relating to it. There exists a clear moral imperative on the Bon Secours Sisters to act upon their responsibilities.’
But when Catherine Corless approached the Sisters, they told her: ‘We haven’t got one single record. We gave everything over to the county council and then it went to the health board, so we have absolutely nothing on the home.’
When I phoned a spokesman for the Bon Secours Sisters, she was charming, but said that the nuns were old now; they aren’t able to talk to the media and there is really nothing they can do. ‘Through the passage of time, the sisters who would have served at the home are now deceased. Unfortunately, I cannot take the matter any further.’
It is a statement that puts me in mind of the final scene of the film Philomena when Steve Coogan, playing a semi-fictional version of me and furious at being fobbed off by the Church, storms into a convent and threatens to throw the old nun who ran the mother and baby home ‘out of that f***ing wheelchair!’ Melodramatic perhaps, but sometimes that’s what it takes.”
‘I thought I’d seen it all. Then I found nuns’ secret grave for 800 babies’: By Philomena writer MARTIN SIXSMITH[Daily Mail 6/7/14 by Martin Sixsmith]
Update 3: “The woman who inspired the Oscar-nominated film Philomena is among the speakers who will address a conference on adoption at University College Cork next month.
Philomena Lee, whose moving search for the son she was forced to put up for adoption provided the basis for the film starring Judi Dench, is among a group of speakers lined up for the Cork conference.
The conference, Redefining adoption in a new era: Opportunities and challenges for law and practice, takes places on September 4th and 5th.
Also due to address the conference, organised by the UCC school of applied social studies and the law faculty, is Susan Lohan of the Adoption Rights Alliance. Other speakers include Dr Pien Bos of the University of Humanistic Studies in Utrecht, Dr Peter Selmanof Newcastle University and Nigel Cantwell of Unicef.
The president of the District Court, Judge Rosemary Horgan, will also be among the speakers at the event, which seeks to reframe adoption law and practice in changing cultural contexts.
One of the conference convenors, UCC law lecturer Dr Aisling Parkes, said international adoption was changing rapidly and this would be examined at the conference.
Dr Parkes said adoption law and practice in Ireland had been undergoing a significant period of transition, particularly with the onset of the children’s rights movement.
“Although relatively recent, the Adoption Act 2010 is outdated by international comparison. Moreover, it is inconsistent with Irish adoption practice,” she said.
“It is imperative that the necessary reform of adoption law is informed by best practice worldwide and the experiences of stakeholders and professionals working in the field.”
She added that the conference would be “comparative in nature, tapping into existing knowledge from other jurisdictions that have already addressed some of these challenging areas”.”
Irish woman who provided inspiration for Oscar-nominated movie to address conference on adoption[Irish Times 8/26/14 by Barry Roche]
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