I love film, especially those that I pre-judge and think will be REALLY dumb and then I watch it and I am really…surprised. I like being surprised. Jennifer Aniston, for example…Rachel from friends, very pop culture and faddish right? Well, every time I am forced to see one of her movies I am surprised.
Another actress who often surprises me is Kirsten Dunst. Its just that every time she smiles I see her as a young crazy vampire girl.
Anyways, my latest surprise…Elizabethtown
I’ve tried summing up the plot and it is pointless because it sounds very lame and schmultzy. But I think it would make a great church film study. Deals wonderfully with death and mourning and family and journeying and, my favourite although not the primary theme of the film, failure.
The film begins with Drew (Orlando Bloom), the main character having majorly majorly MAJORLY screwed up to the tune of $927 million. Nothing criminal, just a deploringly shameful error. As you are watching the consequences unfold, groaning with sympathy for poor Drew, he narrates this gem on failure.
“Failure is simply the non-presence of success. Any fool can accomplish failure. But a FIASCO! A fiasco is a disaster of mythic proportions. A fiasco is a folktale, told to others people to make other people feel more alive because it didn’t happen to them.”
Remember that the next time you fail in mythic proportions. Because, as he continues,
“No true fiasco ever began as a quest for mere adequacy”
I could actually take some pleasure out of that kind of fiasco. It’s an accomplishment, non?