WHEN: June 29th, 10:20 pm EST, 2012
WHERE: Number 8
FORMAT: DVD on Teletraan 1
PHYSICAL AND MENTAL STATE: I am feeling good.
FLAVOR ENHANCER: Chips with Queso and Palmer
REACTIONS OF NOTE:
- I have not yet thought about how appropriate Truman’s Mirror Speech at the beginning is. Especially when you stack it up against the movie endurance that Cinema 52 is forcing the three of us to have.
- I think I have said this before, but some of the shot work is done very well. In the scene with Truman’s boss, they shoot Truman from slightly above and his boss from slightly below to, you know, illustrate the difference in power that the characters hold in that scene.
- Truman is a bumbling idiot when he is asking Sylvia out. I do not know how this works, and I myself am a bumbling idiot when it comes to talking to women.
- Sylvia almost looks cross-eyed when she says, “They don’t want me talking to you.”
- Sal, the frazzled looking waitress, looks like she would own a lot of cats.
- Holy SHIT! Why have I not watched They Live yet? I thought this when I heard the line, “They look just like regular people.”
- I do actually like photo albums. Not looking through them, but the tactile idea of them. Being able to hold memories makes them more real (and better, in my opinion) than a digital means of recording them.
- When Truman wants to go to New Orleans, Meryl only has the clothes on her back. Truman has his suitcase in the back of the car.
- When we see Sylvia in her apartment, she looks very tired. Sort of like she has a black eye. Her right one, specifically.
- When Truman says, “That one is for free,” I think he knows. Or at least knows that something is up.
- If it is 4 am when Truman disappears, why is the guy who talks about the sponsors wanting to rip up their contracts in a tuxedo?
- Christof still looks like a turtle. I know Ed Harris does not look like a turtle, but Christof does. I think it is the glasses.
- I do not get why everyone is cheering that Truman broke out. That just means that their favorite show is now off the air.
I have finally realized that I am siding with Truman. Not in a lot, but in his decision to leave out of the door and end the run of the show. Truman knowing he was on a show, or in a dome, ruins the show. There is no going back. Pandora opened her box and the illusion was broken. (That is not a sexual metaphor, by the way.) I know that when I know something, I have a very hard time not showing it. Could Truman live his life knowing that his job, friends, and love life are all an orchestrated sham? Things would be a bit easier, sure. Meryl and Vivian were not unattractive. Truman could be like a prized stallion (or Conan the Barbarian) who is being bred to the finest stock.
You could call him Buffman instead of Truman.
That is not really a life, though. Also, a lot of what makes life special is the unknown. There is a certain thrill in not knowing what is going to happen, and setting out to make your own way in the universe. People like to be in control of their own destiny, or at least think they are. I know I do. Life is about the chase and the thrill that that brings. Very few people chose to live in their own little world, isolated. Even those who chose to be the stereotypical basement-dwelling internet addicts are social.
For better or for worse.
Going back to life in Seahaven would be torture for him. He did not want to be there to begin with. The promise of the unknown would be too much. A journey into the great unknown is exactly what Truman was craving his entire life. I feel that way sometimes. I think everyone does at some point in their life. There is a time where you just want to say, “fuck it,” and take a chance. That is how we discover all of the little things we did not know about ourselves. It is how we turn strangers into friends, and even fall in love.