Friday, October 16, 2009

I thought about being devoured

I thought, today, that a reason that could explain why I have drifted from my friends and feel so uncomfortable around people in general is that I have nothing I want to share. Nothing I am proud of or excited about, nothing to contribute to the growth of society or humanity.

And yet still I persist.

Funny, huh.

What power in Sendak’s beasts and boys. Who knows where each comes from or lives – they could be anyone, each of them, or they all could be one. Sendak, I think, tapped into something that all of us have but very few can communicate, other than in our day to day lives, which is a form of communication. What has happened here is a break down of boyhood fears, dreams, loves and terrors. The beauty is in the translation. Everyone has beasts and everyone has a boy and everyone, at one time, had a mother and father.

I thought about my life, my “Carol”, my “KW” and “Ira” and “Judith”. My “Max”. And in that sense – Sendak's creation and Jonze's adaptation is timeless, ageless. We are not sure what happens to Max but we know he isn’t eaten and we imagine what it means for us not to be eaten or perhaps to be eaten, by our beasts. We also know that many kings before Max were eaten, in fact all of them before were eaten, which could signify that these are not Max’s beasts but the beasts of humanity and childhood – and which begs the question – what is the difference between those that have been eaten by their beasts and those who have not.

Sometimes I feel like I’ve been eaten, or at least chewed on pretty well. But all the time I feel like there is no way I could ever be totally eaten, devoured, that there would always be at least some part of ME that is indigestible, unsavory, sacred? But if that is the case the next question could be, what the hell good is an elbow or even a heart in the world if there is nothing else to go around it, to make it mean something bigger; in that sense being devoured becomes more of an all or nothing situation. I am either the king of my beasts or I am not, the devouring is only an effect.

Beautiful movie Mr. Jonze, Beautiful book Mr. Sendak. Thank you both.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

I took Jackson, it was a great movie - a little above his head at times but the characters are what he loved and what I loved. It was my favorite book as a child and one of my favorite movies as a "grown up" It made me feel young with no worries -

ISN'T THAT WHAT LIFE IS ABOUT ? - no worries.

Only you and only you can control how you feel. Everything and everyone around you is a trigger and how you respond to it or them is in your control.

damon said...

Ahh -

"No Worries"...If only I could find a way. I am not sure that life is simply about no worries. It feels to me like that is too simple for us humans and all of our creations. Perhaps someday no worries will be the mantra but I think when that day comes it will be an effect of us humans understanding and embracing our own perfection. It will be a completely different way of living.

And that's to say that No Worries is actually a desirable state, which I am not sure of. I think to understand no worries you must first ask the question...what is it that we worry about because worrying is an effect of something, is it not? If you don't worry does it mean you don't care? You don't love? If your child is lost in the woods, what does it mean to worry about him/her? Or what would it mean not to?

Either way I had the opposite feelings from the movie. I saw it as a great battle between the beasts of anger, selfishness, fear, childhood, innocence and how they all came together to form some type of beauty, triumph, loss, longing and recognition...
and I think one of the most beautiful things about the film in general was the fact that it could speak to all of us in different ways...

I am curious to know what exactly Jackson thought about it though...

Souzou Garden Design and Gallery said...

I know, I worry, ponder and get consumed or devoured by thoughts, wishes or being a mere mortal but if you acknowledge the moment and act in that moment in the best way you can, you will make a difference maybe a very small but they all add up. Your writing is inspiring and you have a huge heart that is so important! Let the wild rumpus start!

Souzou Garden Design and Gallery said...

I know, I worry, ponder and get consumed or devoured by thoughts, wishes or being a mere mortal but if you acknowledge the moment and act in that moment in the best way you can, you will make a difference maybe a very small but they all add up. Your writing is inspiring and you have a huge heart that is so important! Let the wild rumpus start!