People are often
finding themselves lost in an infinite spiral where all they feel is desperation
so faux that it hurts. Watching movies such as Say Anything (1989),
directed and written by Cameron Crowe and starring John Cusack and Ione Sky, or
Serendipity (2001), directed by Peter Chelsom and written by Marc Klein,
starring John Cusack and Kate Beckinsale, feeds people such hope and many
dreams and well frankly John Cusack is worshiped by the ground he walks on. I've never seen a man who looked so all alone yet regardless of reality ends up
receiving the universe to fit into his back pocket; John Cusack plays that man
in so many heart wrenching films.
The thing about these
two movies is that they are every sort of deniable to reality. Romantic
comedies, the genre in which these two movies obviously and clearly fit, simply
stare reality in the eyes and tell it to “Bite me, because you cannot do it and
I will always win.” Why do romantic comedies always take a firm grasp onto the
hearts of woman despite their age? Dare I bring in Twilight (2008) for observation
and start to choke on that not only unrealistic but simply fanatical obsession.
To have someone wait
for you until you realize that you've made the wrong choice and turn, running
back to them as they sit leaning against their car outside the church, or
outside your window with a boom box, or lying flat on their back looking up at
the falling snow, or heaven forbid, jumping up into your window and into your
room; why do people desire what they cannot have? That’s a whole other story,
let me tell you another time, but why don’t people care anymore to see what’s
in front of them? People often times dwell on their past, which is okay to an
extent, but the past is meant to teach, not to relive and relive; the future is
good to focus on, but it’s not healthy to always be staring at the sky when you’re
walking down the road! The current time is the present. By the time I finish
writing this, right now will be in my past, but currently, right now are these
words at 1:30 in the morning when I have work tomorrow morning; that’s focusing
on the future.
Luck, fate, and destiny
are all fine and dandy things, truly; I stand out as a representative for the feels. As for luck, I am a damned lucky
person; I am and I know it every single day I wake up and every single night
(or morning) when I finally get to lie my head down on my pillow that smells
like home and go to sleep. Fate is predestined, but destiny is what you do with
it; I remember hearing that somewhere or another, and it’s true! I believe
that! Though soulmates is another
story, and I’ll tell you why.
There are those who
believe that when two people are born, they are destined to be with one other
person. Here I’m going to quote from one of my favorite movies directed by Andy
Tennant:
Henry: Do you really think that there is
only one perfect mate?
Leonardo: As a matter of fact I do.
Henry: Well, then, how can you be certain to
find them? And if you do find them, are they really the one for you, or do you
only think they are? What happens if the person you're supposed to be with
never appears, or she does and you're too distracted to notice?
Leonardo: You learn to pay attention!
Henry: Then, let's say, God puts two people
on earth, and they are lucky enough to find one another. But, one of them gets
hit by lightning. Then what? Is that it? Or perchance, you meet someone new and
marry all over again. Is that the lady you're supposed to be with, or was it
the first? And if so, when the two of them were walking side by side, were they
both the one for you and you happened to meet the first one first, or was the
second one supposed to be first? Is everything just chance, or are some things
meant to be?
Leonardo: You cannot leave everything to fate,
boy. She has a lot to do. Sometimes you must give her a hand.
Ever After (1998)
is a classic Cinderella story starring Drew Barrymore, Anjelica Huston, and Dougray
Scott, as well as most definitely being yet another ‘RomCom’.
As
a young lady of eighteen, I myself often wonder about love and the fairings of
my heart with another and if it is “true love” or is it just the stupidity that
has our brains collapse to the ground to bow for our hormones as if they were
gods. I know I surely won’t know and will never seriously consider such matters
until the day I am proposed to and again on the day in which I wed.
For
now, it has come to the point in which my cat has given up on telling me it’s
past my bedtime and where my pillow is desperate to reach my ears and whisper
sweet dreams to me.
PS—There was most definitely fives pages from my
Astronomy Lecture class that I could have been doing instead of both watching Serendipity
and writing these lovely thoughts
out to no one in particular because I’m sure I, and my parents (maybe), are the
only ones to ever read or even glance at this blog.
[If you did glance or even read this,
then please comment below and relay your thoughts, ideas, and especially your
feelings toward this; please and thank you.]
S