Holding true to my promise to watch one movie a night. I think movies are like dreams. The great Walter Murch often spoke on the idea that motion pictures mimic the human experience with sight and sound. The only aspect that made no sense for our daily experience was editing. Our daily lives are continuous and constant. In dreams however, we jump from one place to another in an instant and we accept it. That makes editing in movies akin to our subconscious dreamstate. I believe in this theory wholeheartedly. People say that film is a way for us to live out our fantasies and dreams. A great film will touch us deep in our souls, remind us of who and what we are, were, and can be. I haven’t made a great film yet. I fall short of the greatness in what I see, but I shan’t give up the attempt. Every film I get better, I try harder, and someday I will make the film I was put on this Earth to make.
Although it feels like a lifetime ago, I was reminded tonight about my long dormant urge to sometimes be an ‘Errol Flynn‘, the swashbuckler who acts without thought, and had pure passion. To swing by a rope, throwing caution to the wind, and to be more than what I am. These are the dreams of the young, but maybe I’m still young at heart, somewhere buried deep inside.
I do not know what my future holds. I do not know if I even have any value, as it is not held by many in high esteem. The road goes ever on my friend, tis not for me to stop walking upon it. No matter how dark the skies, no matter how treacherous the path seems; mine seems to be ever eschewed upon this time. No fate but the ones we carve out of the world ourselves.
What will become of me? I guess a better question to ask is what will I become? Every single day, the words resonate in my head as if from some distant place or time – BE A BETTER MAN.
“To die to sleep no more; and by a sleep to say we end the heartache and the thousand natural shocks that flesh is heir to, ’tis a consummation devoutly to be wished. “