Monster

I just finished watching the movie Monster, with Charlize Theron and Christina Ricci, and I must say that it was more intense than what I anticipated. One detail caught my eye, I guess it's not a detail, more like the overall perspective of Aileen (the prostitute). In the movie, although it may be distorted from the actual true facts, she murders those men in order to lead a "happy" life with her girlfriend. The girlfriend is obviously young and feeds off of the fact that someone has cared enough to pay attention to her, so she and Aileen stay together and try to get a life. But what shocked me was to see how much she claimed she loved Aileen, but yet she was the one to testify against her. Granted, she knew all along what was going on, and she chose to stay by her side. She proclaimed all this love for Aileen and in the end it was her who pointed that finger and ruled against her. So that scene got me thinking, to what extent do we love? Do we love to the extent in which we can save ourselves? To the extent to which we can be immune to pain, to time, to trouble? Aileen trusted her, and yet she turned her back against her. (I am aware that she killed 6 men, that's beyond what I would like to focus my attention, I am focusing on love and how far does it reach) So speaking of love and its reach got me thinking about feeling betrayed, you know, when you give your everything to someone after so many sacrifices and in the end that person turns your back on you, either by changing somehow, or by ignoring their feelings. As Aileen stood there in court she sought out her ex's eyes and they looked at each other the love that once resided in her ex was no longer there. So where is the love? I mean, it had to have been in there somehow, right? People just don't stop loving when they choose to. I just thought it was fucked up, because i've been in that situation (NOT the killing 6 men part) and it's like multiple stabs in chest when you seek in someone's eyes the love that burned so strongly, and then just like that they just ignore it and you feel so betrayed.

How true is love? Seriously. I loved the last lines in the movie.

"Love conquers all. Every cloud has a silver lining. Faith can move mountains. Love will always find a way. Everything happens for a reason. Where there is life, there is hope.
[laughs]
Oh, well... They gotta tell you somethin'"


Awfully pessimistic, but really, love is not what people put it to be. None of that "we'll be together for eternity, we were meant to be together, you are my soulmate/twin flame/yin/yang/twix bar, we will have kids and a house and pony with rainbows" bullshit. Life is real, and so is love. I'm not saying I don't believe in it, but all these idealist ways of looking at it simply taint it and ruin its purity. People need to stop playing martyr stop making all these excessive sacrifices that in the end come back to haunt you because they were never fully reciprocated. Making sacrifices for the sake of pleasing someone else, when in the end there are more sacrifices than joy, that's not love. Love is not about sacrifice, it is the utmost representation of balance, of equality, and egalitarian amount of give and take, not take take or give give.



rant rant rant. once i start, i can't stop.