One weirdish thing about me is that I'm totally fascinated with books, movies and music about drug addictions and severe psychological problems. Most of my favorite books have some element of these things. Well I was reacquainted with a movie yesterday called Girl Interrupted, starring Winona Ryder, Angelina Jolie, Brittney Murphy, Jared Leto, Whoopi Goldberg, and more. I forgot how much I liked it.
It's basically about Susanna (Winona Ryder) who graduates high school and falls into a deep depression. She downs a bottle of liquor and a bottle of medication, hoping to kill herself. She's sent off to a mental institution in hopes to be healed. She ends up befriending a group of fellow patients who all have their own major issues too. One thing I noticed this time around watching it was that Susanna first doesn't want to go to the mental ward- she claims she doesn't have problems. Yet, as the movies goes along and she starts making connections with the other patients and seeing their humanity instead of them equaling their problems. As the film progresses she starts to believe that she's crazy. 3/4 of the way through she even told a guy not to get involved with her because she's crazy. I had never noticed the first few times watching it. Here's a section of the film you can check out. Sorry for the language and crassness of it. I really tried to find a clip that wasn't this crude, but it just wouldn't communicate it well. I especially like Angelina Jolie's character and she reminds me of someone.
If you want to read a great book about this kind of thing, also check out A Million Little Pieces, http://www.amazon.com/Million-Little-Pieces-James-Frey/dp/0307276902/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1234885536&sr=1-1 The Bell Jar http://www.amazon.com/Bell-Jar-Sylvia-Plath/dp/0061148512/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1234885471&sr=1-1, and Go Ask Alice. http://www.amazon.com/Go-Ask-Alice/dp/1416914633/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1234885408&sr=1-2 These are 3 of my favorite books. You can go to these links and see some of the insides of them.
By the way, if you like this kind of movie, check out One Flew Over the Cookoo's Nest with early Jack Nicholson. Great film.
So I just got home from a night out with my girlfriends where we saw the movie, "He's Just Not That Into You". The movie in and of itself had a lot of issues, mostly because it was saturated with liberal Hollywood ideals like adultery, sex, homosexuality, and yes even female ministers. (Sorry, had to add that one in). A few times in the movie, they'd show a title that explains different reasons why men might not be into you. It started off mild, like "He's just not into you if he doesn't call you"... but in short time it turned into, "...if he doesn't sleep with you" etc. which is where it got a tad annoying.
The main plot of the movie was about women who THINK men like them because of subtle hints, where in fact those men don't give a hoot about them. It highlights women who, hanging on every word a man says to her, reads into those words and actions much deeper than the man intended. Despite the average acting and fairly predictable plot, I will say I walked away feeling encouraged about one "moral of the story". His point was that if a man wants a woman, he will communicate that. If he wants to be with her, he will find a way. If he doesn't call, doesn't participate, plainly doesn't seem interested, well he's probably not! I like that. To me, it's a call for men to be men and take initiative....or at least to be clear in one way or another and to be more careful about signals they give to women. It seems to be also a call to women to allow men to pursue them instead of falsely presuming they're interested when they're not. To ME, despite all the other wretched sinful lives of the actors in the movie, it actually seemed to try and un-blur the oh-so-blurry lines of dating, chemistry and relationships and to get back to the simple and natural concept of MEN clearly, honestly pursing WOMEN.
Sorry I've been such a putz about writing on this thing. I dunno what's wrong with me. I think I spent so much time writing on it before because I had very large chunks of time to write with nothing else to do and I had more time to look into new subjects to talk about. It's also a lot easier for me to be reflective and write about things when I feel like my life is falling apart. Lately I haven't felt that way, and my peace hasn't provoked any writing because of it.
Tonight though, as I'm sitting here at my kitchen table which is actually in the living room a few minutes before midnight, I'm feeling a little sad. Not because anything bad has happened, actually I can't explain why I'm feeling like this. Someone asked me to find some pictures I took a while back, so I had to search around my external hard drive to find them. While looking at all these pictures I'm reminded of people I love so much and the good times we've had. (Below....) I remember all of the moments that I took those photos or were in the photos. I miss my friends from the States a lot right now. Sometimes I want to say some joke or do something that certain people would find funny or understand. (Like quotes like, "Ande's Racecar!" or "COME 'ERE OTIS!" or "That is hilARIOUS.")
Not that those times and places were perfect, and I don't necessarily wish to go there right now because I really am happy here at the moment--but I do miss those people. At the same time though, I see pictures of my friends who live close to me here and I even miss them too! That's just silly. I'm in one of those moods where I'd rather be around people I like instead of myself. There's a line from a song that's been relevant lately... actually nevermind. I think it's one of those times where I know nothing else to do but try and get through a prayer and sleep, hoping to feel better in the morning. Goodnight.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)