Filed under: Barrels of Fun, Film, My Experience with Existence | Tags: Amélie, Film, French
Upon the opening of my eyes, Divya decided to pop in Amélie. We watched it with English subtitles, and from the first lines, some things were lost in translation.
However, upon the ending of the movie, I was changed. I must make art. I must continue with my plans to give strangers anonymous love and encouragement. Thus, I shall make my postcard(s) this weekend. I shall go to Barnes & Noble today. The thing that saddens me slightly is that perhaps someone will get my message and believe that I am a sappy creep (which is exactly what I am). Or maybe no one will get my message. It’s the anonymity that makes me happy, knowing that there’s a chance that I helped someone because many people do, in fact, believe in signs (even the skeptical, sometimes). But in order to increase that chance, I need to spread out my hits and make each note of encouragement different and meaningful.
On the way home from Divya’s, I sang to myself in French, conversed with other drivers in French, and pretended that I was all-around French. It felt good.
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