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| | I feel sick. I just watched a terrible movie. The Good Girl. I guess the reason I hated it so much is because I loved the beginning. But there were no surprises in the film. Everything you saw coming, came. Everything you thought of, but hoped it was too dreadful for someone to actually make a movie about, turned out to be the plot. I feel tricked. I went into it thinking it would be great, and it let me down. I didn't have my guard up, and the stupid film bled all over me.
So I guess now I'll have to go watch something I know will be good.
But wait, I relate. I guess in some ways the script was sort of brilliant. Because that's how it is with life. You find someone who makes life a bit exciting, and you want to give in, but you feel like you shouldn't, but then you think, well maybe if you do, the end result will actually surprise you...but it doesn't.
No, cut that, the script is crap. Nothing can be considered brilliant that anyone could write. The point of a movie is to tell a story that is different from everyday, or at least has a different take. If people wanted to have a boring, depressing story, they wouldn't need to watch it on the screen.
Not to say I don't value realism though...I do. But I also value origional thought, and inspiration. And how can we recieve either unless stimulated by something outside of ourselves?
The truth is, I hate the script for different reasons. Everything above I just wrote is crap. I hate the script, because as a girl, I want to believe that if I find someone to really hold me, everything will be OK. My life will change for the better. But that stupid director made it look to realistic.
I'm getting a little bit of why people don't want to be held, unless they know it's by the right person, because your mind plays tricks on you, letting your guard down in the arms of something you don't know...
like a bad movie, that you wish would surprise you, but it's all too predictable.
The funny thing is, people think they're origional, like directors. They think they have something special going on. They see characteristics in their story that they think people want, but maybe those things aren't even there, or maybe they're exactly what we're afraid of.
Who wants that crap? Who wants the mess in their lives?
I don't know what I'm saying. My head hurts. I think I'm sad, but can't really tell.
You know what else I don't get? How do people get drunk? Every time I drink too much, I throw up before I can get really messed up. O ...I forgot what I was going to say.
YOu want to laugh hard? Try taking peanut M&M's and crushing them between your thumb and index finger. Maybe you can, but I couldn't do it. It made me laugh uncontrollably though. Man! Even right now I can't! My fingers are weak!
I have so many thoughts flying around, it shows how random writing is. If I had chosen to start typing 7 seconds earlier, I would have been typing about fake rape, as in sexual fantasies, and how weird that is, weird as in why the hell does that sound so good? But now I don't feel like talking about that, I'm in the dawn of a new 7 seconds. And in these I'm visualizing my brain, and how outside forces interact with it to create activity that causes me to do things, or think of things, or reach new levels of awareness. How if you simulate something based on an outside interference you've had, it can cause a reaction to your body. Like when you're falling asleep and you feel like you tripped and are falling or something, and your mind causes your body to jolt. Or orgasm, which in a lowered state of awareness, can be caused by your mind alone, which is why most people use alcohol, though the truth is it takes away more than it adds.
Isn't it weird to think you'll never have a chance to know what it's like to be in anyone elses' mind but your own? But even with your own you have enough experimenting to do. Varing levels of awareness with drugs and alcohol, and best, different stimulations based on human interaction. The electricity spread from just a touch could have some affect on self-healing. What about medetation? Repeating a word until your mind feels open to outside forces, but how repressed can your mind possibly be if it brought itself into that stage? Surely your mind is powerful...but was that really my point.
Ah, yes, such a powerful, rapid moving thing must have direction. Are we not all in danger of going insane? It it really mental illness, or possibly just a level of engagement from the powerful organ we have not come to understand on that level?
I don't know what I am saying, but I feel like this post was just supposed to be about a bad movie. Maybe it's my mind that associated bad feelings with the familiarity of the content on a partly subconcious level that made me think it was bad.
Once you can learn to tap into a persons subconcious and stimulate feelings and emotions they didn't know they could have, then you have become an artist.
Yeah, I still think the movie sucks though. Stupid director...
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