Monday, August 29, 2011
O Sullivan, Where Art Thou?
It leaves a shallow feeling in the heart, and one cannot help but ask what is left of our generation. Does no one have any kind of a deep thought, or a longing for Providental Grace? One statement that I heard in the last few years really summed up my thoughts on the present generation: Depth of emotion and sincerity are beyond my generation.
To be honest, it was these troubled thoughts that led me to write what I thought was a silly short story.
But then, a fellow named Epiphany over on the Fisheaters forum told me about a marvelous film: Sullivan's Travels. He said that the basic plot was that "a movie director wants to make a movie that the 'working man' can relate to. He plans to make a depressing movie called 'O Brother Where Art Thou?' In the process, he accidentally becomes a working man and realizes the importance movies made for pure entertainment."
I watched it. It's great. It is almost sad in its innocence, because you know that such a wholesome movie will never be made again.