“I followed the music”
So Im watching this movie right now. I kinda hate it when stories effect me. This one is doing a umber on me. Its getting me on two fronts. One…what music does to you. The feelings and memories it makes you have. Two…When we search for home, acceptance. I’m the not a player of music but do allow it to change me. Its kind of a goonies…peter pan…rent…Mr Hollands’ Opus…kinda thing. Ok back to it. I’ll be back. So how does a story do that to you how does it do that to me. I wonder if I see stories like someone sees music. From as long as I could remember I have had a tv in my room. The first vcr movie we ever rented was South Pacific we had to rent the vcr to. That was back in the day. We had cable ever since I could remember. The earliest tv shows that I remember are the Jefferson’s and Sanford and son. Trust me there is nothing like it in the world. I guess that’s why I dont see my self doing anything else. When I was teacher I ended up telling stories to them. I left the teaching to others I think. I’m alwasy thinking scenarios in my head Im not a very good writer I always need others to do that for me. I wonder sometimes if I live my life as if it were a movie or a play. Visuals are always something that get me in trouble because they linger way past when the should. Oh and I dont really care what you say you have to suspend your belief. That sometimes our stories can have a happy ending and sometimes just sometimes when you least expect it a story can talk to you more in 5 mins than your entire year. That when you least expect it for just that brief moment you forget about the list of responsibilities that plague you all year long. That you realize the power of picture is amazing the sensation that sound gives you the rush of the creator and creation. That art is more than just a passing fad. That such a creation is more…its more than life. That we has humans do poses the ability. You can live in your world cynicism that art is a thing for someone else who has the time to waste. I’ll tell you this I cant live in that world. Its hard enough to live in this one.
dustin
March 31, 2008 at 12:08 am //
I loved August Rush. It didn’t affect me emotionally as much, but I know exactly what your saying. I watch movies and next thing I know I’m consumed in my memories and thoughts. Music is an amazing way to take yourself back to a time in your past and reminisce.
Dan Browne
March 31, 2008 at 2:52 am //
Drew, I’m with you. I have yet to see August Rush but it’s on my must see list. Cinematic art is so much more then a passing fad. I think of Peter Jackson bringing Tolkien’s fantasy to life. I become engrossed in the story and the struggles of the characters. It’s emotional. I get sucked in and reflect on my own life.
I have tons of movie scores on my iPod. I love listening to them, the thoughts they bring out and emotions they invoke. I especially like the scores by John Williams. He expresses the essence of the characters on the film and does so on purpose. Who could forget the first time you hear Luke’s theme in Episode IV of Star Wars? Or better yet the Imperial March which only appears in Episode I once. Amazing stuff.
First thing I ever saw on cable was “The Sword in the Stone” on Disney. I remember when the cable guy plugged it in. We where the only ones with cable in our “trailer trash” park. I lost it with Mr. Holland’s Opus. Maybe cuz I went to school for music edu.
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