Spent a lot of time watching movies this weekend. Spent a lot of time crying as well. Ahaha. Aside from my aching left forearm, the movies that were on were RomComs--hence the crying.
But I think the interesting thing was that the main characters in all the romantic comedies I watched were anti-protagonists... or at least in my mind they were. Seriously flawed characters. One in particular, Jane, tugged on my heart strings. Does what she's told... all the time... always helpful... and then she snaps (implodes is more like it) at her sister in one of the biggest moments of her life. After the big ordeal her best friend confronts her, she defends herself saying that "You always told me to stand up for myself..." and her best friend quipped back, "Yeah, but what you did was unleash 20 years of resentment..."
Funny, right?! I like imperfect characters... they're the best ones to read about--they're the most real and the most rounded. Maybe it's because all my life I've had people tell me what my flaws are that I sympathize with a seriously flawed character.
Maybe it's because I try to be cognizant about people's stories and perception... maybe it's because I've learned to play the roles that everyone has given me... but I understand that just because you're the hero (or victim) in your own story doesn't mean that you can't be a villain in someone else's. Hell, sometimes I'm a villain in my own story! I feel like people should acknowledged their dark sides... it exists. Denying that it exists only makes the dark side stronger. (Ahaha... sorry, I just watched Stars Wars today.)
"The greatest trick the Devil ever pulled was convincing the world he didn't exist."
-Verbal Kint, The Usual Suspects
Just something to think about before you profess your innocence...
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