Au Cinema

Why can't life be easier? Simpler? Life the movies??

The thing that I love most about movies, is that in the midst of all of your problems, they can take you away, to a different place where things are exactly as you secretly wish they could be. You identify with different characters in strange ways, allowing you to become involved in the plot, the storyline, and the events. You get so wrapped up in it that for two hours, for one hundred and twenty small minutes, you completely transform into someone else.

That someone is sometimes completely perfect, the ideal character with the ideal personality and ideal traits that you want to have as well.

That someone is also sometimes, not so perfect. They have a flaw, that brings them down, or some trait that proves that maybe life in the movies isn't so perfect. Maybe it isn't so far from reality.

And yet, how many times do I fall in love with the boys, the romantic, sweet, sensitive, caring men that the protagonist seems to fall in love with in the end. You watch the preview and dream to be that person, but during the movie, you are that person. A beautiful actor is falling in love with your character, falling in love with you.

And you, the protagonist, are running around chasing your dreams, or chasing what the writer meant for you to chase. chasing a friend, a long lost lover, a secret, a memory, another car...whatever.

And the the credits roll. And you sigh. Smile to yourself, and walk out. The movie is over.

But is it?

The experience is over, sure. You know what happens at the end. you know how this situation plays out, how the story resolves. But at the same time, a really good film with stay with you long after it is finished. A really good film will be engraved in your memory as if those two hours were actually part of your life.

And everything seems justified. Generally, anyways. The good end up with the good, and the bad get punished by the plot. The writer. The writer is like God who controls all, and teaches us lessons.

And you continue on with your life, bright-eyed and hopeful for a movie romance, or the perfect friendship, or...or...the perfect resolution to every problem you're in the midst of experiencing.

And then, slowly, reality starts to set back in. The phone rings, you hear your siblings start to argue, you remember that you've never been kissed. And that boys like that don't seem to exist in real life, at least not in your life. And your neighbor's dog barks. And you still have a huge project due the next day. And that dress you've been saving up for for weeks just went out of stock online. And there's nothing good on your ipod. And nothing good in your closet. And nothing good in the refrigerator.

And then you frantically try to put yourself back in that movie-like situation. But the memory isn't as strong as before. But nonetheless, it is still there. Bits and snippits taht you can refer to, only if you need it though.

And thus, movies for me, are seen as a distraction from the real world. An alternate reality where I can test my character and peice together an ideal situation. Oh if only they were real...

BISOU.

Fréd.

PS. I know the grammar isn't great, and the word choice isn't great, and it may be somewhat incohesive (is that a word?). But I sat and wrote everything that came out of my mind, and I edited nothing.

This is a raw look into my head.