I don’t know. the last time I wrote on the blog feels like when Augustus gave us the Calendar. Never mind. I think I’ve lost all the people who used to read this blog. I really wanted to write and share it right now. So, no drafting. Only, typing and Publishing.
I’ve felt this urge to write after watching a lot of movies over the past few months (years!). But, couldn’t push my lazy self enough. Then came this one movie that talked me into it. If I wouldn’t obey, I would be the meanest human being who does not deserve a place on this planet. People are used to me fanboyying to certain movies. (My Editor clearly told Fanboyying isn’t a ‘legit’ word). I tend to do that only to movies that personally mean something to me. This was one of them. Well, if it could get me back to writing after Nov 2018 I guess, you know how much it means to me (I’ve been doing some shredder-worthy academic writing).
*Drumroll* *Jazz Interlude*
The movie is “Liberal Arts”. You could imdb, RT the fuck out of it. I don’t care. It won’t justify the way I related to it. Going by one of the many amazing dialogues in the movie, I am refraining from using a “wild hyperbole” by using the phrase the ‘Best of all’ and the other phrases in that cult. I am not going to do that ever again. It just was beautiful and relatable (Like 100s of other movies). I haven’t even shared the most beautiful dialogues as I want the characters to say those to your nose.
Talking about movies. I don’t feel satisfied with movies where something I expect happens. I’d feel happy if it happens that way and that’s definitely a good feeling to walk out of a film with. But, that’s not the only emotion out there. There is this intense feeling that comes from movies that surprise you at the cost of sadness to its characters. All the characters including the ones who get a lot of screentime to the ones that just flash on the screen and give you dreams for days. The movies that stay in my mind are the ones with such ‘Surprises’. I won’t say that I’d feel a million emotions with those movies. It is just the right amount of sadness, the right amount of wretch and to get them in the right amounts is really hard when you have a long list of good movies and books (I know you do! Don’t feel special, bud. Everyone does).
An example for such a situation would be, when a character you loved dies in the course of the story and the director-writer uses it well. Sadistic and distanced and anti-social of me to tell this, you think. Well, that’s how I was able to watch a lot of movies I’ve watched. You don’t know my side of this story completely.
Liberal Arts made me sad in the right amounts and that’s a huge compliment I can give to a movie. There are countless movies (Just exaggerating!), that could have made me feel that way in this long hiatus that I took from writing. I dedicate this post and this compliment to all those movies as a mark of gratitude for being an integral block of my life’s jigsaw puzzle that I am solving (reference to Daniel Sloss’ standup special).
Life’s crazy and feels good, fuck it Legen…DARY to have written something.
‘A person who writes’ is a random series I write when I just want to write and share a movie along with as a custom. I fucking centered a whole piece on a movie if you haven’t figured out yet. And I usually don’t share it with people I usually share my blogs with. I am going to change that rule for now.
If you’re in this part of this long piece. I thank you with all my love and if you scrolled right to the end and is now shocked at the length of the writing, do English Literature Honours and then we’ll talk my brethren.
auf wiedersehen! cheers to an imperfectly beautiful life!
P.s.- I changed the name of the blog. I am grammatically and dramatically getting better. I am doing Liberal Studies. Hence, the movie! Thanks to the random FB post by Diluckshan that made me watch this movie now. He is an amazing photographer. Do check out. LINK