I think it was in 2004, approximately 10 years ago, that Ive learned about the movie, Cast Away. Many friends had urged me to see the movie. They all said its really good. Then one day I stumbled upon a clip of the movie on YouTube. In the clip was scruffy Tom Hanks talking to a ball. The clip changed to a scene where he was kissing a woman under the rain. It was sad. I dont like sad movies. I steer clear of depressing movies if I could. My life, back then, I thought, was already full of sadness and the thought of watching a movie that would only make me sad discouraged me greatly. I was a broke freshman student at the university I attended. So I put it off and said to myself Im never watching it. Until 2 hours or so ago. Isaac decided it was going to be the movie of the night. He watched the movie when it came out in 2000. I thought I would give it a try. Why not? It has been a long time since my decision to not watch it. The movie was hard to watch. I have a phobia of big waves and of the overall vastness of the ocean- an affliction I developed over they years after we recovered my brothers floating body from the Tago river 18 years ago. When I saw the big waves coming on to Chucks yellow inflatable device on his first attempt to escape the island to seek for help, my heart started to palpitate faster. My hands grew balmy. Panic attack was coming. I removed my eyes from the television screen and covered my left ear. Chuck was under the waves and had scraped his leg on the coral reef when I turned my eyes back to the screen. I saw blood mixing with the ocean water. The sight of blood didnt scare me, it doesnt scare me. What scared me was the sight of him underwater. I felt like I was choking. In the few more scenes where he had to hurdle through the waves and had to see eye-to-eye with a whale, I made sure to not look at the screen for longer than a few seconds. I listened to the beating of my heart. Everything was better when the big ship came by. I didnt see the waters again. Then the sadness came. He didnt have Kelly anymore. But it was better, especially when he went to Mrs. Petersons ranch. This movie is now on the top of my favorite list. The movie is everything that I try to avoid, but its also everything that is good. This movie, unlike Blues Brothers or The Big Lebowski, is something I cannot watch once a year. I can watch this the next 10 years perhaps. And I have the feeling its going to be worth it again. Im glad I made the decision to give it a chance. -Jingle D. G.
Posted on: Mon, 14 Apr 2014 04:35:41 +0000
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