I am going to be honest with you all. I haven’t been writing for quite a long time. The reason is quite simple, I didn’t want to.
The ” I don’t want to…” freaked me out. Since I was scared to admit that I didn’t want to do one of the most therapeutic things in this world which further more is also one of the things I love the most, I was making up excuses: “I don’t feel like it…” “I don’t have time…” “I have nothing to write about…” and wait the worst is yet to come: “I am a complete mess, what the hell will I be writing about? I tried to be a good example of positive thinking and now I will spread what, the complete opposite? How incapable I am of surpassing it all? No one needs that!”
I don’t know if you have already seen the movie, but anyway I hope I am not spoiling all the fun. Oh man, it was fun. Absolutely hilarious and somehow extreme. I mean the situations (the fun parts) were a bit over the board… maybe that’s what made it unbelievably hilarious.
1. This is not a real review. It’s a general brief of the plot so it’s easier for me to pass on the crucial topic I want to discuss.
There is a lot of swearing and cursing in the movie. I don’t mind, but maybe little kids watching it… hhmmm I wouldn’t be that sure about that. I mean, I used to watch movies when I was little and no movie discrimination was involved in the process. Nothing wrong happened to me, except my dirty mind, the swearing (I can swear in lots of different foreign languages and I am very eager to learn some more. Proud of my parents and how they raised me! It might sound sarcastic, but it’s not. I mean it. Ok, enough rambling and moving on!)
“Sir… Sir, please just 100 lek* please, I am starving!” his voice breaking.
“You can forget about it. I am willing to buy you something to eat, whatever you want, but I ain’t giving you any money. Understood?”
“But they will beat me, they will think I spent it on food… please I am begging you, pleaseeee…” there was panic in his voice but nevertheless he was trying to keep a steady eye contact with pleading teary eyes. Yeah, yeah, I know they train you quite well, but you are not fooling me!
Have you ever thought what’s it like to be another person?
Quite often when I am walking or when I take the bus, I find myself looking at other people. Sometimes I can’t help but wonder about their lives, their backgrounds, their current situation. I am curious to learn about their dreams and expectations, their hopes and most importantly their thoughts and feelings.
I know, because I’ve seen it so many times, over and over again.
Have you actually noticed that sometimes the bad guys were not so bad to start with? Very often the villains were good guys in the first place, not some ruthless, merciless creatures. Then something happened, good guys gone bad! Good guys seeking strength and power to protect, to fight injustice, to make things right. Good guys that fighting the “monsters” they loathed, became monsters themselves, and the same old triggers: the loss of beloved ones, loneliness, misunderstanding, prejudice, exclusion. The aftermath when your heart and soul crashes down the abyss you try so hard to keep at bay, the cracking sound of your mind when it rebels. Now more than ever, I feel… I know the meaning of falling apart, you lose your equilibrium.