Guest Blog Entry
Anyone is welcome to submit a Guest Blog Entry to torontomike.com. I received the following entry earlier today.
When I watch Big Fish, I am left with a feeling of wanting to go outside and just ride my bike through the world rather than go and stare out a rainy window. Big Fish is a celebration of life. It urges us to live life as a journey, and not to take anything for granted. It also urges us to spend every second we have just plain soaking life up in all of it's glory. During the last scene of the movie, I'm always left wondering whether or not these are "fish tales" or not and if there is a difference between a lie and a glorified truth because, someone loved what they went thought so much. More that that, I like to think about how I will be remembered too. I always think about my relationship with my father (a very good one, thankfully) and my relationship with my two daughters (still early, but so far so good!) and how dynamic the relationships are, and how important they are to me. There are a few memories of time with my Dad that are frozen for me - I can recall every detail about them. After seeing Big Fish, I'm thankful that I have a pretty good idea of who my Dad is. What affected me so hard in the movie was when Billy Crudup's character (the son) tells his Dad, "I'm about to bring a son into this world, and it would kill me to think he'd grow up not knowing who I was." Stories about us are what will keep us around long after we leave.It's not the story that matters. It's what the story says about us - why we tell it, how we tell it - that matters. Some people listen to the stories themselves; hopefully more will hear the storyteller. With any luck, those that love us will keep the stories (and the storyteller) alive.
A man tells so many stories, that he becomes the stories. They live on after him, and in that way he becomes immortal.
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