Friday, August 22, 2008
The Story Of A Scar
Saw The Dark Knight and liked it even though it got great reviews (I'm usually not a big fan of summer movies and great reviews --hey, I'm one of the few people who still champions Bug). Heath Ledger was as brilliant as everyone says -- his Joker is a perfect villain for our time. When I taught, I saw traces of him everywhere in our abused, broken generation, a man who by his own estimation isn't a monster, but merely "ahead of the curve." My favorite parts of the movie weren't the big action scenes or the gadgets -- they were when the Joker explained how he got his scars. Each telling is different, but each equally plausible and horrible and funny. Kind of an emotional memoir of his trauma in which the truth is no longer important, but the story matters -- we're listening for an explanation, but there is none or there are several. And really, what's the difference? He's totally fucked.
I once read that some sexual abuse victims consider everything that happens to them as children as their fault while they consider their adult behavior to be beyond their control. This makes sense to me in a deep way. When bad things happen, we distance ourselves from them or get closer to them as a way of controlling them. To recreate the past is to fool ourselves into thinking we can get control over it. And even when we get beyond a painful moment, sometimes we miss the prison and can't help but crawl back inside for a little while, just to remember what it felt like and how much we did or didn't miss the food.
Michelle's Spell of the Day
"Sometimes a man just wants to see the world burn." The Dark Knight
Drinking dvd television suggestion: Sanford and Son
Benedictions and Maledictions