Oh how i missed you my blog let me count the ways.... After a brief hiatus I have returned. My birthday has come and gone and wipe your tears away. My parents are in town to lavish me with attention and gifts. We watched about a boy while wifey went out with her old roommates to paint the town pink. My momma loved about a boy which is good because it is perhaps my favorite movie of the past few years. I feel it is so whitty and hilarious but is not shallow in by any stretch of the imagination. A movie about a man who is the most shallow guy alive has perhaps the most truth and depth in it than anything I've seen since.... well probably since the Santa Clause 2. (JOKE) Right now my three favorite movies I love watching are About a Boy, Matrix, and U2 Boston.
The Matrix I feel is this generation, not necessarily mine but someones, version of Star Wars. I'm not saying its as much of a masterpiece as the original star wars but as far as the pushing of technology, creativity, and a awesome blend of plot and themes i think the Matrix is just an awesome Sci Fi flick. And U2 well, i'm just a geek so I can't really justify it except for the fact that I want to be Bono, Edge, Adam, or Larry. I digress... back to real life...or at least my version of it.
I already listed a few of my gifts i got but the list continues... Wifey gave me the Rescuers Down Under DVD which is my favorite disney movie, she bought me a CD shower radio with a fogless mirror but unfortunately it takes 6 C batteries which is far too expensive to pay that much for that many batteries that would probably make the thing too heavy to hang in the shower and they'd probably die within a few monthes anyway. So we might return it and just buy a tiny cd player. She also bought me some pants and socks, really more a gift for her so i can coordinate better with her clothes. The Crabbinator and the Wife gave me a Sim Golf which he claims is the coolest so I'm looking forward to designing my own golf course and playing on it. My folks gave me (with the help of wifey) two pairs of pants, a watch that is pretty sweet, and a shirt that looks more trendy than i like to get but eh whatever works. My "Concerned" brother couldn't make it up this weekend so I sent my hitman Rosco to go take his thumbs from him... heh heh.
Prepare for a sharp turn......
Moving back to About a Boy there reaches a point in the movie where Hugh Grant reaches rock bottom and every time i see it i get frusterated. His life is meaningless and he has finally understood that and understood that a meaningless life is not worth living. So what I wish, if i could christianize the movie, would be that he of course find Christ because he is the ultimate meaning. Instead Hugh finds his meaning in Marcus and subsequently the people in his life. Which I guess for a movie made by a non-Christian ain't half bad but I always wish that I could tweak the movie and make it resemble more my life. At least thats how i think i partly came to realize my ultimate need and dependence on Christ through coming to that point in my life where i was confronted with the absolute emptiness of my life. I realized that without Him my life was not worth living, it was shallow, meaningless, and empty. In high school i realized that the reason my life was so boring was there was no point, like Hugh grant's character i was an island only he chose island living, I felt like i was marooned waiting for a rescue boat. And any boat you take that isn't Christ (work with me on this one) is merely a Titanic waiting to sink. Whether your life boat is friends, alcohol, materialism, video games, intellectuallism, legalism, self righteousness, these can all seem to be a rescue from the emptiness of life but you'll find that after a few knots that the boat's gonna sink and you'll be at the bottom of the ocean. Its a good thing Christ's boat has some dang good deep sea rescue equipment. Man, that's almost like a Max Lucado book, yikes. I dunno know, I'm rambling I guess. I better shut up before I say anything heretical and get excommunicated.
I think what's particularly amazing about About A Boy (and all of Nick Hornby's stuff), is how he absolutely moneys contemporary male self-centeredness & lazyness.
Posted by: JosiahQ at August 23, 2003 04:13 PM