Degeneration Or Evolution?I realized something almost contradictory today as I stood outside in an effort to precede the Fedex delivery truck. I absolutely love transparency yet I despise with a passion, superficiality or shallowness. Real or imagined, that is often the ingredient that has me losing interest before it begins to sprout. There's got to be this undercurrent of something more, something that isn't routinely put on display to the world or something unexpected about someone for me to be drawn all the more inward. Example of this in motion? I watched both Iron Man 1 and 2 last night. I don't know what was more disappointing: being able to see the plot unfolding a mile away, the few modest surprises they threw in or . . . if it was the fact that the hero himself was lame. No, I don't care what a reviewer says: when a good story captures me in its entirety then it is like my consciousness leaves my body and I am right there all but inhaling all the feelings, emotions of the characters. The problem with Iron Man? I ended up really wishing someone would have put Stark out of his misery. Daredevil, The Shadow, Superman, Batman all at least had dignity, humility - some sort of wonderful personality or nature to the way they were that made you want to draw close. Stark made you want to puke or better yet, rip his heart out and hit it with a golf club into the next galaxy. As I talked with one of two Gypsies I hold court with, I realized something rather fascinating - I don't want or expect perfection when it comes to relationships. You may remember I mentioned a perfect chemistry in a previous story but what I apparently didn't say is that I don't expect that from relationships. I enjoy perfect chemistry for what it is but never do I expect it to go above and beyond. When it fades, the friendship remains.
RoaringFlameLostinShadow 31-35, M 1 Response 1 Aug 23, 2011