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My sister liked movies. Good movies, not the fucked up ones.
One of her favorites was "The Crow." and the sequel "City of Angels."
For those of you who aren't familiar with either of them, The Crow is a story about a guy who comes back from the dead to avenge someone he loves. In the first movie he comes back to avenge his fiancee in the second he comes back for his son. In each case, the world's gone to shit. A lot of people prance around with blood on their hands and a lot of heavy metal rock plays. A lot of kids feel good about themselves.
Angie...loved it. She loved everything about all of that. She loved the characters and the actors and the story. All her friends loved it too. She went to a party with her then-husband dressed as the girl from the second one. All Halloween she'd have flowers and masks and that...creepy...
[On the other side of the text, he's smiling to himself.]
She was a basket case during the first one. When the actor died making it she cried even harder. When the second one came out, there was a scene where the main character went back and relived his murder. He and his son were murdered by these junkie bastard drug dealers. Right before that-there was some sexual tension between him and the main chick. She started crying then.
I leaned over and asked her why she was so upset about it. "It's not fair that he doesn't get to have what he wants. That he doesn't get to have a normal life."
That's right, because the drug dealers took him from him. They killed him both and he got lucky enough to go back and take revenge so that he could rest in peace or whatever.
I explained all that to her and she gave me the dirtiest look and went back to watching the movie. Later she threw a fit and told me not to treat her like a child-and that just because She thought something was tragic and sad didn't mean it
had a real world impact. She said she pitied him and couldn't imagine how hard it must be to live without the people you cared about-without the option of truly being alive. "Being back must have been like torture."
And then I learned that it is only through suffering that we truly appreciate what we have.
There's been a lot of "The good old days" on the barge lately. There are always going ot be days like that in life too. "How we were before all of this
happened."
Did you ever think about just how much it would hurt for those of us who have lost everything-to go back?
[Hoffman's very own friend's filter! If you think you are on it, chances are you are. It's a small filter sadly.]
Anybody want to play a game?
[pause]
Not that kind of a game. I haven't played Chess in awhile. Or basketball. I'd like to play a little basketball.
One of her favorites was "The Crow." and the sequel "City of Angels."
For those of you who aren't familiar with either of them, The Crow is a story about a guy who comes back from the dead to avenge someone he loves. In the first movie he comes back to avenge his fiancee in the second he comes back for his son. In each case, the world's gone to shit. A lot of people prance around with blood on their hands and a lot of heavy metal rock plays. A lot of kids feel good about themselves.
Angie...loved it. She loved everything about all of that. She loved the characters and the actors and the story. All her friends loved it too. She went to a party with her then-husband dressed as the girl from the second one. All Halloween she'd have flowers and masks and that...creepy...
[On the other side of the text, he's smiling to himself.]
She was a basket case during the first one. When the actor died making it she cried even harder. When the second one came out, there was a scene where the main character went back and relived his murder. He and his son were murdered by these junkie bastard drug dealers. Right before that-there was some sexual tension between him and the main chick. She started crying then.
I leaned over and asked her why she was so upset about it. "It's not fair that he doesn't get to have what he wants. That he doesn't get to have a normal life."
That's right, because the drug dealers took him from him. They killed him both and he got lucky enough to go back and take revenge so that he could rest in peace or whatever.
I explained all that to her and she gave me the dirtiest look and went back to watching the movie. Later she threw a fit and told me not to treat her like a child-and that just because She thought something was tragic and sad didn't mean it
had a real world impact. She said she pitied him and couldn't imagine how hard it must be to live without the people you cared about-without the option of truly being alive. "Being back must have been like torture."
And then I learned that it is only through suffering that we truly appreciate what we have.
There's been a lot of "The good old days" on the barge lately. There are always going ot be days like that in life too. "How we were before all of this
happened."
Did you ever think about just how much it would hurt for those of us who have lost everything-to go back?
[Hoffman's very own friend's filter! If you think you are on it, chances are you are. It's a small filter sadly.]
Anybody want to play a game?
[pause]
Not that kind of a game. I haven't played Chess in awhile. Or basketball. I'd like to play a little basketball.