Depth in a movie
I just was thinking about the movies I used to love to watch on repeat. High Road to China, Sixteen Candles, Marigold, Umrao Jaan and a few others. I just look over them and think of how deep they reach me. How much they explain who I am.
Perhaps in their most simple of ways or perhaps the complexities of the layers. Whatever the reason I still find myself in these movies as I watch them again. Each time is likened to a new time. And as I realize they are just movies, like books are just characters, still their is a level of explanation of me in each.
So why bring this up now? Well I was recalling how Umrao Jaan and Marigold make me feel. Not in sense of longing but that of understanding who I am and what I am searching for. Not lonely just exploring.
Sure there are times when all I am seeing is the tragedy of misunderstanding and lost love but I am also connecting to the emotions. Not something I do very often. Only with my few favorites.
And as I am writing this I am thinking of the passages i have made in my journal. Talking to people in particular and yet no one specific. That is the confusion of me. Expressing my emotions to a level that others can relate to. That is probably the reason many find me unresponsive or cold in aspects. Yet if some just pulled back the covers, they would hit a goldmine.
Ha. How some would be terrified of what lays with the goldmine. Alas I think that is why so many movies, I connect with. I strive to give others ways to deepen their understanding of me. I hope and pray that they do reach to understand, to listen.
Yet.. all one can do is pray.
So yeah those few movies I laugh, cry, feel torn with and can actually walk in the characters shoes. In those moments I sigh. Exhaling to the point of turning a new direction. Leaving the questions to ask, before those who want to know more.
I wait. I hope.
Now I just give references. All I will do for now. Referred to the movie that most likely speaks me.
Are you listening?
Perhaps in their most simple of ways or perhaps the complexities of the layers. Whatever the reason I still find myself in these movies as I watch them again. Each time is likened to a new time. And as I realize they are just movies, like books are just characters, still their is a level of explanation of me in each.
So why bring this up now? Well I was recalling how Umrao Jaan and Marigold make me feel. Not in sense of longing but that of understanding who I am and what I am searching for. Not lonely just exploring.
Sure there are times when all I am seeing is the tragedy of misunderstanding and lost love but I am also connecting to the emotions. Not something I do very often. Only with my few favorites.
And as I am writing this I am thinking of the passages i have made in my journal. Talking to people in particular and yet no one specific. That is the confusion of me. Expressing my emotions to a level that others can relate to. That is probably the reason many find me unresponsive or cold in aspects. Yet if some just pulled back the covers, they would hit a goldmine.
Ha. How some would be terrified of what lays with the goldmine. Alas I think that is why so many movies, I connect with. I strive to give others ways to deepen their understanding of me. I hope and pray that they do reach to understand, to listen.
Yet.. all one can do is pray.
So yeah those few movies I laugh, cry, feel torn with and can actually walk in the characters shoes. In those moments I sigh. Exhaling to the point of turning a new direction. Leaving the questions to ask, before those who want to know more.
I wait. I hope.
Now I just give references. All I will do for now. Referred to the movie that most likely speaks me.
Are you listening?
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