Tuesday, January 27, 2009

I think it's time to blow this joint.

At present it is the eve before the first day of my senior year. 

I've got some very contradictory feelings regarding it. I'm both anxious and excited, for I'm sure this year will hold disappointment, a constant and deep seated nervousness as well as a heavy workload; on the other hand, however, this year is also going to be quite a lot of fun when I can get my mind off of my academic ambitions and desires. Oh well, enough about the foreboding, shadow of school which is currently looming over me.

I watched I Heart Huckabees this morning, it always makes me think, and I really just get some of the things the main character talks about. Especially in the ending scenes where he realises how life works (pretty much anyway) and he talks about how life isn't what either of those groups think it is. 

Brief group synopsis for the utterly confused:
One group believes that everything we do in life is connected. You know like there's no such thing as a coincidence and all that stuff. To quote Dustin Hoffman (who plays his role marvelously I might add) "If you look close enough at my nose, you can't tell where I end and the air begins".

And then you've got the other group.. well group is most probably the wrong word to use, since it's just a single woman. But anyway, she believes that we are all alone; nothing we do is connected, we are as separate as bodies in the universe.  

Group synopsis over.

Anyway, yeh the main character realises that life isn't about what either of them are spouting but kind of just somewhere in between. Like we are all alone, yet connected in ways that we don't really understand; but that doesn't mean everything we do has a meaning.

I can't really explain it that well, but it just makes so much sense to me whenever I watch the movie.

Probably not so much when I try to rationalize why though.

Oh well it's 10:30 and I have to comply with the rules the ol' gaol wardens are imposing. 

See you space cowboy..

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