In my life of so
little action, I find myself falling into deep depressions all the time, these
depressions usually end with events that bring in memories, nice and happy thoughts,
people and years of accumulated misbehavior. Today I found myself watching a
movie that I never thought I’d watch, while laying down feeling sorry for
myself, caring so little about what was on TV, I flickered channel by channel,
News (too sad), soap opera (too cheesy), shopping channel (too boring), until I
bumped into this movie (Love happens) staring Aaron Eckhart and Jennifer
Aniston, it was neither the actors nor the title that caught me, it was the
movie theme, the atmosphere and the lights, the very shady lights that made me
stop and give it a try, thinking it will suit my mood. At first looking at that man with his pencil cut suit,
waiting at the airport, I was expecting a very mediocre product with next to
little meaning, and then I started paying attention to the details of that man,
walking up the stairs instead of the elevator, he probably has some sort of phobia, the look of worry and the iced
glass of liquor, and then boom, he’s on stage selling his self coping book, the
story was about him, his grief, and denial. A man that has lost his wife and
refuses to go through the suffering, and writes a book about how to cope with
loss, he helps others deal with their suffering, and he can’t even deal with his, "what a whole lot of Crap" I thought until a woman shows up in front of him, a cliché I know, because there is
always a woman, she challenges him and makes him his own success story, I
honestly cried when I watched the end, not because the story got into deep, but
because I could relate. I wanted to
help someone get over the grief of his loss, but I failed, I couldn't get him
to take the wedding ring off of his finger.
its so weird now that I think about it, I've known him for so long yet I didn't know him much.
I miss you OJ
