Should have gone for a romnatic comedy
Really should have. Came back from a movie with C : Lord of War. Quite terribly draggy, and somehow I found the language clichéd, exaggerated, enhanced by Nicholas Cage’s accent. The message it was trying to put through echoes some of P’s all-time cynical comments about world politics, the US and UN…people who profess to do good and point fingers at others are oft the biggest crooks. The movie painted these ideas in images. And it was mildy disturbing. I left the cinema in what felt like a daze, from pure exhaustion as well as mental unease.
I’d been close to the dumps the past few days. No chocolate binging nor tvb marathon could draw me out of it. Hmm…Anyway, I thought a trip to the cinema would help me relax. Let the night out be something to look forward to, let the experience itself lift my spirits. But as you can tell, it didn’t work out. The movie, in its cynical, criticising manner, got me turning a finger at myself. The walk home got me thinking, perhaps a bit too much.
But all that thinking had some benefit to it: It shook me up a little and reminded me why I’m here – my financial realities, my priorities.
When I was much younger, I used to like this movie called Anne of Green Gables a lot. Anne's teacher had a piece of advice for her : Tomorrow is always a fresh start, with no mistakes. Such idealism is no good, I may say. Idealism has made me ill-prepared for the vagaries of the real world. And a will to be perfect makes it all the more unbearable when it isn’t. Still learning to reach for the stars yet not feel too bad about falling on the clouds.
I read in a friend's site that it is true that other people contribute to our happiness, but we shouldn’t depend on others for our happiness. I’m also still a learner in that department.
Ooh, this has been one depressing entry. Nite now!