I wonder why people like movies or books with perfect happy endings. I am not saying everyone does, and always. All am saying is majority of the people seem to like it if that's the case and majority of the stories seem to aid that preference.
My point is, what is it in us that prompts us to take immense pleasure over the fact that imaginary people's imaginary lives are perfect or happy? I honestly admit that in some instances, after the whole rigmarole of events, even I'd have been WTF-ing if there was a pointless ending. Like for example, in Kite Runner if Amir had failed to get Sohrab out of that godforsaken place after all the shit that happened, I'd definitely have said WTF. But isn't that how life is, most of the times? The good don't always win and the evil don't necessarily go to hell. So why do we not like a non-perfect ending to a book or a movie? Is it because we want to live in some self created utopic fantasy?
I wonder if it has got to do something with the fact that we realized life isn't perfect in the real world, so a fictitious portrayal of a perfect world would do something to ease the mind. Maybe give rise to the thought that there is hope after all.
I, for one realized am a tad too cynical for my own good even to smile at the random happy go lucky shit they hurl at my face. And hence this post.
Until Next Time,
NANo
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
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2 comments:
I for one empathize with your thoughts here :)
Not very long ago, I read Bertrand's Skeptical essays, where he says "man lives in his own imaginary world, coming out now and then due to reality bites.. but he inevitably retires to his imaginary world again." of course not in verbatim.
But thats how it is, we tend to live in our imaginary worlds. After all, our perceptions of people is only so much realistic :)
Yet again, nice piece chiko :)
Thank you. And in all honesty, I feel people like Rand, Russell et al have already said all that could be said about the life, universe and everything. In their own way, but most of it makes sense. So sometimes I feel there's nothing left anymore for anyone else to talk about. Which was why I stopped writing for a long while.
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