Oh, can I kill my laziness, stuffocating it, drowning it, and cutting it into pieces them smashing it into dust?
NoWhy? Cuz I'm too lazy to do so!
Moving around doing nothing at all, killing time by rolling the mouse up and down, reading meaningless messages and twitters, staring at the empty space, doing all the trifles I completely forgot, I am overwhelmed with a sense of self-disdain. You wanna know what's sluggishness? Just look at me!
Well, well, well, that's enough for the complaining. Believe or not, I hate myself more than anyone does. And I bet you are the same! LOL. Yes, that's definitely human nature. Struggling, fighting within the tinny little head. Ambition vs. laziness, Unsatifaction vs. inertia, they are wrestling with each other for life long. Oh, I dont intend to go further deeper into some boring philosophical field though it sometimes quite fascinates me.
Let's just get down to talk something fun and comforting.
I watched the movie War Horse the other day. AND I LOVE IT!
It's not easy to find a nice movie that could tell a storyline in a quite natural, classic and confident way these days. Though unlike the early eage, there are plenty of movies showing on the big screen each year, few can reach out for the most soft and sentimental part of our heart. It would be quite a luck discovering one or two movies in one year which can really resonate or vibrate your nerves. As for me, last year is Inception, which challeges me with the wide range of our scope; this year is War Horse, which generates love and strong hatred of war, in an idealized but nice way, more like a fairytale.
In a fairytale, everything ends well, and each picture is so beautiful that reminds you whatever turmoils would pass in the end, and sky still remains clear. Good man survives, bad guy dies. Isnt that just what we want? Taking off the burden on your shoulders, and wiping away the blood, we are home. Home is the warmest place, the most gentle and lovable place in your dream. With your beloved horse, walking on the path home, immersed in the dusk, the familiar scene of that little harmhouse gradually emerging, cant you become the happiest person in the whole world? Though the plot is not creative, the theme of going back home, which you cannot help being touched even for thousands of times more, and the happiness of returning to peace are being successfully conveyed.
It's a love story. Love gives power to both the boy and the horse to pull through all the misfortunes. It's love helps them negotiate barbed wires, trenches, bombs and gunfires. It's love creates miracles. The scipt keeps saying it's a miraculous horse. Yes, it's miraculous, cuz the horse understands love better than some people and it knows to give back more. The horse is embodies with inexhaustible energy, pure beauty, love and loyalty, to the contrast of which is the brutality, atrocities of war.
I saw people criticize this movie for its meekness and idealization. However, this is exactly why I like it. There's not only one way to express anti-war spirit. Why should we have to expose all the bloody savage behaviors and evils to frighten people away? Schindler's List as well put more emphasis on the shining of humanity in the darkness of war. There's a more gentle power called the beauty of love, which appeals to you, fascinates you and finally unarms you. Even devils would be melted.
