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Day 141: Cinema Paradiso

Cinema Paradiso w/ Philippe Noiret & Salvatore Cascio

Absolutely hands down one of my favorite movies. There’s always a sense of nostalgia and sadness whenever I watch this film. It clearly details the many facets of passion, desire and love. It begins with a love affair with movies and a divine relationship flourished out of that same passion between Salvatore and Alfredo. Over time, we watch young Salvatore’s affair with movies grow – at first as an admirer then as a director. Yet through trysts of time, we also sadly watch the diminishing relationship with Salvatore and Alfred. It becomes a journey of relentless desire of love and freedom movies from both characters. The significant screen kiss allows us to breathe a bit through the sadness.

The attraction to something worth waiting for. THAT person. That one significant person that we are whole fully dedicated to justify. The longing that occurs is because of the potential, that maybe he’s that person. Sometimes I ponder if that’s silly to do. But sometimes, I’m just that hopeless. Hopelessly desiring the potential but never seeing beyond the obvious. But sometimes, you just need to stop yourself from that desire. It’s a lot of time, effort and feelings wasted for someone else who doesn’t see your potential. Relationships and love should never include a BUT. “You’re great but I can’t give you what you deserve.” Truthfully, you’ll always deserve more than what they can give you BUT the fact that he or she can’t even work toward making possibilities happen means he or she isn’t worth your time. Dating is hard as shit and lonely as fuck BUT there is a silver lining to it I’m sure. Life isn’t like in the movies, where the person who screws up realizes they did in mere moments, nor do they really regret it sorrowfully. While he maybe couldn’t see the potential, he will sooner or later (at least I hope with all the guys I’ve dated). Because at the end of day, you’re an amazing person with the amazing potential to do anything you set yourself up to do BY YOURSELF with the support of those who knew it from the get go, no buts about that.

In Cinema Paradiso, our love for Salvator and Alfredo is truly escalated when we see a gift from Alfredo to Salvatore – a reel of the love scenes that were cut from the films that were shown in the theater. It was a culmination of accomplishment, relief and truly a magical moment that was conceived of a beautiful relationship.

Alfredo: Living here day by day, you think it’s the center of the world. You believe nothing will ever change. Then you leave: a year, two years. When you come back, everything’s changed. The thread’s broken. What you came to find isn’t there. What was yours is gone. You have to go away for a long time… many years… before you can come back and find your people. The land where you were born. But now, no. It’s not possible. Right now you’re blinder than I am.
Salvatore: Who said that? Gary Cooper? James Stewart? Henry Fonda? Eh?
Alfredo: No, Toto. Nobody said it. This time it’s all me. Life isn’t like in the movies. Life… is much harder.

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Day 24: One Day

One Day w/ Anne Hathaway & Jim Strugess

As in… one day to my 25th movie! I really thought I was going to fall in love with One Day. It had all the right elements – accents, hot Jim Strugess, Anne Hathaway, success and love. But I didn’t. It felt like it didn’t go in depth in the reasons of why they were so madly deeply in love with each other. I get it, there were time lapses, but still nothing substantial to expound on.

Anyways, it was as whimsical as I wanted. Not the greatest love story or the realest, but valid enough. It was as if the writers decided to create a story that was as predictable as can be, but decided to ruin any hope the viewer has of a happy ending. I guess that part wasn’t predictable. There’s solace in realizing and admitting there are things you can’t have.

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Day 4: Timer

TiMER w/ Emma Caulfield

The purpose of this blog has seeped into my life. Talking about this blog has made others explore with me some different perspectives. Like for instance, men seemed to mentioned/recommend movies that were perceived at a grander scale – they recommended films like Titanic or Avatar. Yes, both blockbusters but both have really grandeur gestures as to what love could depict. From females, I’ve noticed the recommendations often are followed by the way they felt, and how emotionally attached they were to the relationship that was being shown. It was about the gestures but it was also about the deeper meaning of said love. Anyways, I digress..

I had a hard time digesting the movie, essentially it was because I knew it was going to be sweet and I already was bitter. But, the ending indeed was better than I expected. It translated a hypothetical device into something relatable. The movie in a nutshell is making the process of finding your true life extremely scientific. Easier said than done. Allowing me to control the process? Take the guess work out of love? Hell yes? Guess what, you’re still going to be sad. The whole point of TiMER is realizing that sometimes finding love is  based on time. Not even ten minutes in, the protagonist, Oona,  realized, through TiMer, that her and her potential man aren’t meant to be because he needs exactly two years before he’s ready for “forever.”

Well, fuck that. The only thing I see wrong about this is that you’re setting unsettling expectations on things and relationships that haven’t exactly had time to grow. Life is about the detours. What a sad grasp on reality for who inevitably thought, “hey, this could be the one.” Your motives change over time, you start redefining your standards. From “hanging out” to ” I don’t like titles,” to “it’s not about the chemistry in the beginning, right? He’s a nice guy.” If you’re anything like me, the reason why I hate this element of time is because I am one of those people who like control. Not, let’s get dictator on you, control. But rather, “I like to how far I can throw a ball” type of control. And yes, that means I’m overtly analytical about any existing relationships I might have with the opposite sex. Basically, I just introduced myself as complicated. I hate the time aspect but need the control. Both contradicting themes. I think that’s why I related so much to Oona. It’s when she starts to overanalyze every aspect of her love  life that’s when everything just doesn’t seem right, despite how awesomely hot her side boo is. The purpose of these timers for Oona at least, was the fact that it was a guarantee. A guarantee that her soul mate wouldn’t leave. *Sigh, Cinderella definitely didn’t tell me that. “She was beautiful, she was complicated.”

“Aren’t I guaranteed to like my one? Isn’t that the point?” “Oh no, not necessarily.”

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