Story Lover

I’m not quite sure what to think of this movie. I feel like it might haunt me a bit tonight. All I could do at the end though was cry. And not just little tears falling, but I was almost sobbing. I probably would have kept crying if I knew I could have just sat there for longer with no one walking in on me.

First off, I’d want to go out that way. Sitting with the people I love, ‘protected’ by a magical cave. But my heart was breaking thinking of that little boy who would die just like that. I think Justine finally understood when she thought of her nephew and the loss of him. All I could do was think of Eliot and think of what my heartbreak would be knowing that we would all die, that he would die. But I do agree that sitting on the terrace, drinking wine is a fucked up way to go.

John was a coward. He took the easy way out and left his wife and son to fend for themselves. I have no idea why he did that. He didn’t even give them a heads up. He just abandoned them, especially knowing that Claire wouldn’t be able to deal with the reality of the situation. What a coward. If there’s nothing you can do, if everyone’s in the same boat, well you might as well stick around and comfort each other. And the little boy didn’t even really ask where his father had gone too. It’s like he kind of accepted the fact that he was already long gone.

Justine seemed to get saner the closer the end came. I’m not sure what the whole point of Part One was though. Why show the whole wedding and her collapse? To say she was always depressed? To show that maybe like some animals, she could feel that something wasn’t right? It’s like once she knew the cause of her imbalance, then she could calm down and just accept her fate. And what was the thing with the bridge? Why wouldn’t the horse go over it? Why did the golf cart die there as well?

Sometimes I wonder about the end of the world. And most likely it won’t happen with a huge planet smashing into the Earth, but I feel like with the world the way it is today, it could happen and it could happen soon. What will it be like when there’s no water left? No food? We’re all so concerned about having the new iPhone 4S or a new car. Will we have to war with each other for the basic necessities of life? Will my son? Will his son? That’s what scares me the most. I live in a country where these things are in abundance, but will they always be this way? It makes me wonder, are those people who don’t have children because they don’t want to bring them into such a fucked up world on to something?