Firstly, I’m sorry for the emotions, my childhood turning point evokes. The pic is an example of mine. I wasn’t going to include it, but I feel like it gives a good visceral example of deep messages in movies (of course actual philosophy, and non emotionally devastating examples apply, too). I just watched a clip on a study on some elderly men, taken to a time warp hotel, and asked to pretend it was that time, and it had huge positive effects on their physical capabilities and mental capacity. And it reminded me of the power of hope, it’s not just embedded in the happy ending, where everything works out ok. Or the promise of it. Hope is also the core of resilience, necessary for driving each step that carries you along the yellow brick road.
I’ll share mine here, so you get an idea what I’m asking. I was devastated watching the scene above, as a kid. But also, I saw Atreus ability to keep going, not only not giving up, and therefore not sinking in a place that takes you if you do, but then also carrying the weight of the grief of his life companion. And he was now alone, realising his mortality and facing, what he is told, are impossible odds. He still keeps going. I think, to child me, there was so much power in seeing something is possible. I believed I, too, could survive anything. And even if I were alone, I could still survive anything, because that power came from inside me, no one can take that from you. “Don’t let the darkness take you” the darkness is an external force. It wants to creep in and convince you to buy it’s snake oils.
There is so much power in convincing people the “darkness” is inevitable, there is nothing else. I see it all around me, embedded in the propaganda, convincing us not to resist, that resistance is futile. Half of the battle is in our own heads, and the brainwashing swamps we wade through, now.
What are your tools of resilience, your keys for undoing the fight or flight, all the horrifying videos around us are designed, to evoke, to keep our thinking brains detached, and only our “run hide” brains active, so we can’t think, so we can’t plan, so we just sink in and accept?
What’s helped you get back up, when you have fallen? From whatever sources, I just feel like, maybe now is a time, it’s important to share a shoulder to cope on. Or even just moved you, to an extent it changed your perspective or way of thinking?
All you need is 1 happy thoughtNobody tell them how it went for Robin…
That he died of suicide caused by depression decades after the movie was released? What do you want to say ?
His suicide wasn’t caused by depression. It was caused by progressing Lewy body dementia, which has a whole bunch of shitty effects, and depression is just one of them. His disease also wasn’t properly diagnosed until the autopsy.
Ran out of happy thoughts
That it’s true doesn’t make it funny
Williams’ suicide was caused by a severe form of progressing dementia, with which depression is just one possible effect. It was also misdiagnosed, so he didn’t know for sure what kind of shit he was dealing with, just that it majorly sucked.
Robin has millions of people happy thoughts. He deserves better than your pathetic im14andthisisedgy crap.
The Matrix really made me understand where Descartes was coming from. When we say something is “real” it’s always subjective and cannot be objective. That’s an incredibly difficult concept for most humans to truly grasp.
It also touched on the systemic oppression of the modern world, and showed how most people just go along with it … I was a young adult when it came out and that really shook up my word view.
Billie Eislish did say it more succinctly though, damn.
Wut?
Literally just a line in one of her songs, nothing deeper.
I’m still unsure what you were referring to, though. I know one of her songs, that’s it
South Park S3E10, Korn’s Groovy Pirate Ghost Mystery.
The whole episode is a Scooby-Doo parody, and it’s alright. But the joke that got me thinking was this:
Jonathan Davis: All right gang, we have to split up and look for clues!
Stan Marsh: How should we split up?
Jonathan Davis: I know! Let’s have everyone who enjoys having obstacles in their life which they can overcome go this way, and everyone whose insecurity sabotage their potential to overcome those obstacles go that way.
[Everyone says “OK!”, then splits up into two roughly equal groups]
Kyle Broflovski: Wow! That was easy!
They just all knew which group they were in immediately. Got me thinking about which group I was in.
Still one of the best episodes to this day
This classic xkcd led me down a long rabbit hole years after reading it that ended in the belief that the universe itself is an abstract instantiation of pure mathematics, and exists only in the sense that any such self-consistent mathematical structure must exist from its own point of view. I won’t get into the details here because it’ll turn into a long incoherent rant, but the general gist is that the idea in the comic should work - but then that the rocks themselves aren’t even necessary: The fact that a universe can exist is enough for it to exist, even if no one ever simulates it. Just like the question “What is the 10^(10^100)th prime number?” exists and has a definite answer, even though nobody will ever and can never calculate it, the answer to “What does a universe, with these initial conditions, and these laws of physics, look like at t = 13.7 billion years?” has an answer too, and it looks like you reading this comment.
“People shouldn’t be afraid of their governments. Governments should be afraid of their people.” -V for Vendetta
I used to think about governments in terms of the things I had to do for them (pay taxes, jury duty, carry my license while driving) or else what they’d do to me (fines or jail, usually). This quote helped me understand that this transaction is not one-way and that if a government fails its people then the people should hold it accountable.
Whether that’s healthy for a given person, realistically possible, or if there’s enough people who’ve been wronged to hold it accountable are different questions, of course.
Darlin’, forever is a long, long time. And time has a way of changin’ things.
The Fox and the Hound
The concept of Leaver and Taker societies throughout history as laid out by Daniel Quinn in Ishmael and The Story of B opened my eyes (further) to what a cancer capitalism and inequality are to the world.
Dune taught me esrly lessons on the interconnectedness of life.
Kurt Vonnegut taught me to laugh at just how absurd we walking sacks of chemicals can be. I also learned about Humanism because of him.
George Carlin taught me gallows humor in the face of a society that was not formed with people’s welfare in mind.
Douglas Adams and Terry Pratchett taught me it’s nkt only ok to be silly, sometimes it’s the only apropriate thing to do.
Monty Python taught me that life’s a bit absurd, and death’s the final world.
There’s lots more but these are the ones that came to mind immediately.
CoCo fundamentally changed the way I think about death and the value of memory. I went into it knowing almost nothing about Día de los Muertos, so I wasn’t expecting it to affect me as deeply as it did.
The idea that someone can disappear forever only when they are no longer remembered hit me in a way I wasn’t prepared for. It was such a sad thought, but strangely comforting too. Sad because it means there is a kind of “second loss” that can come with time, but comforting because it suggests that the people we love are never truly gone as long as we carry them with us, speak their names, and keep their stories alive.
That idea stayed with me long after the movie ended. It made death feel less like a hard ending and more like a responsibility of love through memory.
Plus, the music is amazing.
That movie was recommended to me by several Mexicans when I was in Mexico a few days before the holiday. It seems they did an excellent job representing the meaning and the spirit of the celebration. So the cool thing is you do, now, know Dios de Los Meurtos.
Beautiful movie.
Plus it introduced me to the song La Llarona (covered by many people) for a haunting October sound
Two come to mjnd:
Star Trek 2 - The Wrath of Khan.
Spock gives his life to save his friends, willingly and without pause. And his best friend has to say goodbye to him.
Of course, the first time I saw it I didn’t know what was coming next, so to me it was final, and devastating.
It prepared me well for things that happened IRL later on.
Secondly, because I don’t want to be 100% on a downer, the finale of Labyrinth. “You have no power over me” nudged me towards the idea that many people who profess to be in charge of you only have that power because they say they do. And you can take that back for yourself.
Threads and The Day After taught me that there are people out there that would rather be right, than alive.
The final scene of Threads really fucked me up, I already had birth trauma and that scene gave me proper wake-up-screaming nightmares for months.
The Kara No Kyoukai anthology influenced my imagination and how I view my inner world of art.
The perfect blend between minimalist, simple yet elegant design that is set in an urban setting.
Mine are from movies which you wouldn’t expect to get sage advice
Shanghai Noon “That which you promised, you must perform”. Jackie Chan’s character says this at one point and it really stuck with me since I was a child. It’s a broken English version of “your word is your bond”. I never promise something to someone that I can’t accomplish. It does drive some people I know a little crazy.
“You never see the hard days in a photo album, but those are the ones that get you from one happy snapshot to the next”. This radically changed the way I perceived the world. It helped me accept that it’s really hard to grow as an individual in life without strife.
Artax? Really? Fuck you!
You didn’t have to post this shit but you chose violence. Fuck you for making me cry in a holidayYeah fuck that shit. I was on a good stretch of not thinking about Artax death for I don’t know 1 or 2 years and this post comes from nowhere like sucker punch. This is like the twisted version of The game. Dammit.
Watching how a single person, a single life, could positively impact the lives of so many people got me to be a registered organ donor.
The critique of fascism that is the Enclave, specifically in Fallout 2. As much as they are my favorite bad guy faction that is partially because of how well the critique works. They have the cool weapons, they have the style, and the have an awesome front man in the form of Frank Horrigan, but when it comes down to it they’re a bunch of weirdos hiding on an old oil rig clinging to ancient symbols while planning on commiting omnicide so they don’t have to actually work for anything.
Similarly the NCR is a great critique of liberalism in New Vegas, falling into the same pitfalls as the old world but with the potential to improve. For new world hope to bloom wherein the Enclave hold onto old world blues.
Or maybe I’m looking too far into the funny power armor and super mutant post apocalyptic games. Though I don’t think I am because the Interplay alumni are all philosophy and history eating crackheads and I see through them!
Man you’re making me want to replay New Vegas but I’m not sure I have that sort of time commitment right now. But it is so good tho…
