Movies have the power to draw people in and speak on personal levels without actually experiencing anything. I may be with a hundred million other people on this, but the Dark Knight trilogy does this in my life. With so much actual pain now surrounding the movies, reality intensifies what is portrayed on the screen. And what we see on the screen is beyond what words can describe because its more of an emotional experience. There is a connection with the characters through seeing/feeling what they have experienced then adding that to what we feel in real life as we relate those experiences to what we see in our world.
Words are not enough to say how much thought and effort were put into the making of these films. It truly is an experience. I'd never really been a fan of superheroes or comics when Batman Begins came out. I hadn't seen any of the previous Batman movies, I just went to see it because it was something to do. The movie made me a fan instantly. When The Dark Knight came out, there was already tragedy in knowing that it would be the last time Heath Ledger would be on screen, but the movie went far and beyond what anyone expected. And now we have the last installment and the culmination of an epic story that will last for many years to come.
How could anything match up to what The Dark Knight had already done? The thing about a good movie is that it's story never ends. TDKR brings everything full circle and makes all three movies become one story. There is no question that the end to this story is perfect, and lacks nothing. Everything has an answer. My tiny insignificant hat is off to the writers, to Christopher Nolan, to the actors, actresses, and crew members. There are so many magnificently talented people that have worked on these movies and the proof is in the pudding. I haven't been able to think about anything else since I left the theater. All I can think about is how great everything was portrayed, the actors' performances, the film score, the CGI, how everything just seemed absolutely perfect. With no knowledge of the comic books, I have nothing to base it off of, but I think that's what makes it so amazing. I'm glad to be able to say that I was able to personally experience all of the movies, and will always be a fan of this re-telling of a classic story. I could keep going on and on, but I'd rather leave it up to the movies to show how truly amazing they really are.
July 30, 2012
July 9, 2012
Mr. Heckles: Gone to Soon?
I'm a big Friends fan, anyone who knows me knows this. If you've been a fan of the show, you know who Mr. Heckles is. The old guy that lives downstairs, wears a brown bathrobe, claims other people's things as his own, and uses a broom to try and stifle the pitter patter of footsteps from the "noisy girls upstairs". Let's just think about how genius his name is in the first place. Mr. Heckles. His life seems to heckle his neighbors and get under their skin even when he has nothing to really gain from it. He heckles for the sake of heckling.
In the episode where he dies, they believe that his last act of revenge was leaving all of his junk to Monica and Rachel. Nowadays Mr. Heckles would be considered a hoarder, and let's be honest, how did they not see that coming? The man lived in a bathrobe, where else would he be going? Obviously no to work or out on a date. The thing about the episode though, as they look through more of his stuff they begin to see more of who he was. Reading an old yearbook, Chandler finds out that they were both nominated class clown, and then finds more parallels between their lives. He's a little disturbed to find these similarities and then tries to get back with Janice (Oh My God!), but he makes the connection with the crazy man that lived downstairs.
My question is was Mr. Heckles gone too soon? What could we have learned from him if he had made it to a few more episodes? What were his stories behind all the crap he left behind in his apartment? What drove him to live a life that maybe his name predestined him to? I'd like to think about the people in my life that might be a Mr. Heckles. I don't know anyone that hoards to that extent or who seems to only own one bathrobe. But who are the people that I know that I'm passing by because they seem a little out there or strange or slightly annoying? Everyone has a story that's worth listening to, and that's all they'll really leave behind. Maybe Mr. Heckles story lies in the yearbook or the awful seashell lamp Rachel claimed, but now we'll never know. If only that broom or the walls of his apartment could talk, we could see into the life of a human being that the world was beginning to forget about.
That's what I take from this, that no matter what, people are people, and they all deserve a chance to have their story heard. We can learn from other's mistakes if we are only willing to listen to what they have to say. Outward appearance may play a part in whose story you want to hear, but who knows? You may find a kindred spirit in the crazy man that lives downstairs if you take the time to get to know him.
In the episode where he dies, they believe that his last act of revenge was leaving all of his junk to Monica and Rachel. Nowadays Mr. Heckles would be considered a hoarder, and let's be honest, how did they not see that coming? The man lived in a bathrobe, where else would he be going? Obviously no to work or out on a date. The thing about the episode though, as they look through more of his stuff they begin to see more of who he was. Reading an old yearbook, Chandler finds out that they were both nominated class clown, and then finds more parallels between their lives. He's a little disturbed to find these similarities and then tries to get back with Janice (Oh My God!), but he makes the connection with the crazy man that lived downstairs.
My question is was Mr. Heckles gone too soon? What could we have learned from him if he had made it to a few more episodes? What were his stories behind all the crap he left behind in his apartment? What drove him to live a life that maybe his name predestined him to? I'd like to think about the people in my life that might be a Mr. Heckles. I don't know anyone that hoards to that extent or who seems to only own one bathrobe. But who are the people that I know that I'm passing by because they seem a little out there or strange or slightly annoying? Everyone has a story that's worth listening to, and that's all they'll really leave behind. Maybe Mr. Heckles story lies in the yearbook or the awful seashell lamp Rachel claimed, but now we'll never know. If only that broom or the walls of his apartment could talk, we could see into the life of a human being that the world was beginning to forget about.
That's what I take from this, that no matter what, people are people, and they all deserve a chance to have their story heard. We can learn from other's mistakes if we are only willing to listen to what they have to say. Outward appearance may play a part in whose story you want to hear, but who knows? You may find a kindred spirit in the crazy man that lives downstairs if you take the time to get to know him.
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