The Words (2012)

The Words (2012)

I am not sure that I can put the perfect words together to express how much I am touched by this movie. But I want to write. I have to express something about what I think about it.

Basically, it’s a movie about a writer reading his book about a writer who’ve stole a story of another writer. Sounds crazy, right? The movie itself is insanely great.

It’s definitely a 5/5. This movie is everything I search for in a movie. It has a great storyline, the drama is intense and heartbreaking, but most importantly, it has got a feeling of it’s own. The mixture of two stories in two different era created an art.

The cast is amazing. I can’t imagine someone else playing the younger version of Jeremy Irons other than Ben Barnes. There is something very similar between them. Bradley Cooper and Zoe Saldana were the perfect choice as a couple.

I will never stop recommending this movie. It is very underrated.

For the people who haven’t still watched it: Do yourself a favour, take a break and watch the damn movie.

I had a dream, I was a lady. Or was it a nightmare?

Some of my favourites <3

Asa Butterfield and his co-stars.

Late Night Chat

Late night. The roads were deserted. Isaac could feel the gentle breeze over his face. The sound of the little waves on the sea was also satisfying. For a moment, Isaac thought, “the world is very peaceful.” In the next moment a different thought hit him. "No! The world is peaceful without any people on it.”

Isaac stood by the bridge over the sea momentarily. Then he stood up above the railing. He had thought about it over a thousand times. He would do this at last. No more second thoughts.

Suddenly Isaac heard footsteps. He froze. “Can anyone be here in this time of night?” he thought. The possibility seemed very negligible. But the footsteps drew closer. Isaac started to stress. Had they seen Isaac standing on the railing? More importantly, had they guessed his intention?

Someone spoke from behind, “the wind is so pleasant here, isn’t it?” The voice sounded like a little girl. Isaac climbed down and looked back.

There stood a girl in a blue hoodie. She was wearing round spectacles. Dark brown hair reached upto her shoulder. Isaac thought that she might be about twelve years old.

“Yes.” Isaac shivered a little as he said so. The girl came closer and Isaac could see her face more clearly in the street light. She looked calm. Her face looked more mature than a twelve years old. “Not a little girl, after all.” Isaac thought.

“Is that your car?” the girl pointed at a range rover parked nearby. “Yes.” replied Isaac shortly.

“Do you live nearby?”

“Not really. I’m from the city.”

“Which is very unlikely in this time of night.” the girl said with a dreamy expression.

“Do you come here often?” Isaac asked to change the topic.

“Mostly at night.” the girl replied with a smile. Isaac thought that he had come here many a night but never had seen a single person except for the buses and cars passing by the street occasionally.

The girl seemed to read his mind, “I saw you the other day.” By ‘the other day’, what she had meant, Isaac didn’t know.

He turned away from the girl and started walking towards his car. Maybe the girl hadn’t guessed his intention of coming here so often.

The girl shouted from behind, “You didn’t tell me your name yet.”

Isaac turned, considered for a second and said, “Isaac, it is.”

“Nice to meet you, Isaac.” the girl said widening her smile. She looked very pretty when she smiled or at least that’s what Isaac thought.

“My name’s Alicia. Call me Rabbit.” the girl said, still smiling. Isaac asked, “why Rabbit?” He never heard anyone called Rabbit before.

“My friends call me that. They say, it’s my spirit animal, that I’m always on the move. Besides, I like to hop.” She hopped towards Isaac twice and Isaac began to laugh. Her smile too reached her sparkling eyes.

“Alright, Rabbit.” said Isaac after he was finished with laughing. “How old are you?” asked Isaac thinking if she really was a twelve years old kid.

Rabbit raised her eyebrows but said coolly, “seventeen, and you?” Isaac replied, “I’m eighteen.”

Rabbit said with a surprising tone, “God! You look like fifteen.”

“Is that because of my height?”

“Not only that, but your face and doings.”

Isaac’s eyes widened, “what does she mean by ‘doings’?” he thought.

“I should be going home now.” Isaac said as he hurried towards the car again.

“No, wait!” Rabbit ran towards Isaac. Isaac stopped and turned to face her.

A moment of silence passed between them. A car passed by speedily, breaking the silence.

“Did you ever go down to stand by the sea?” Rabbit tried to raise her voice in vain. She cleared her throat and said, “I mean, it would be very nice to have a company.”

Isaac heard himself saying, “I always wanted to. But couldn’t.”

“I’ll take you then.” Rabbit smiled beautifully again and Isaac couldn’t resist.

They walked down through a slope by the end of the bridge and stood by the sea.

Isaac asked, “How many friends do you have?”

“Three, including my mom.”

“What about your father? Isn’t he counted as a friend?”

“Not really.” Rabbit looked at Isaac; who was still staring at the sea and began “What about...”

Isaac cut her through and said, “I don’t have friends, unless you count yourself.”

“Okay. Congratulation on making your first ever friend.” Saying so, Rabbit shook his hand. And then, the two new friends started making conversation.

Isaac found his spirit raising more and more as he talked with her through the night. There was something very exciting about her. No wonder why she was called Rabbit.

“Do you go to college?” at one point, Rabbit asked, wondering why he didn’t have any friend.

Isaac only smiled. He can’t help thinking about college. His days in college were so hard that he decided to stop going. But his parents always kept on pushing about this subject which hurt him an awful lot. Isaac’s smile faded thinking about it all over again.

Rabbit seemed to be understanding everything. She simply nodded and said, “I don’t go either.”

Isaac was a bit surprised at the reply, “Why?” he asked, “Only if you want to share.”

“It’s okay.” said Rabbit, “Actually my family can’t really afford it. I have to work so that my little sister can go to school at least.”

“But your parents...” began Isaac.

“My father’s an alcoholic. He doesn’t live with us.”

Isaac couldn’t think of any suitable reply. He nodded to avoide saying anything stupid in this delicate subject.

“Mom’s too sick to work.” said Rabbit, “so, now I’m the only one to take care of my little family.” Rabbit smiled at Isaac once again.

Isaac couldn’t process it. He couldn’t imagine how this pretty smile was formed.

“How can you?” Isaac asked finally.

Rabbit looked a bit confused, “What do you mean?”

“How can you look so happy when you’re going through all these?”

“Because” Rabbit said, “I AM happy.” She said it in a way as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

Isaac looked away. “She is pretending. Just like I always do.” thought Isaac.

“My life doesn’t suck as much as it should have. Do you know why?” asked Rabbit in a calm way. Isaac didn’t answer.

Finally Rabbit said, “Because at good times, I live it to the fullest.”

A moment of silence. Then a question raised in Isaac. He turned to her and asked, “What about the bad times?”

“That’s simple, I remember the good ones.” Rabbit said with a smile. Then she added, “I should be going home. See you some other time, I guess?”

Saying this Rabbit started walking towards her home while Isaac stood motionless.

The dawn was breaking. Isaac stood up on the railing of the bridge again. But this time he closed his eyes. A very happy moment of his life peeped inside his mind. That one lead to another happy memory; which lead to another. Thus, Isaac kept on thinking, his eyes closed, hands spreading on both sides and his lips curving at the sides to form a smile.

My Connection to IT

I watched the (IT) movies before I read the book. I only rated the movies 3 stars out of 5 and I didn’t expect that I would love the book as much as I did. The book is more sentimental.

I usually have hard times explaining something I like. So, I can’t make people (who haven’t already read it) understand that this book is not just merely a horror book. It creates so many emotions while reading. So I took some time to think about why I actually felt so connected to the story and it turns out that I can relate to most of the main characters.

Eddie: Eddie has some mommy issues as we know. Eddie’s mother Sonia; who is also a single mother, is overprotective of her son. She stresses too much about her son getting sick that it ends up Eddie being a hypochondriac for the rest of his life. As much as Eddie wants to run away from the house he can’t quite get over the fact that his mother actually loves him and there is no one in her world without him. He knows she has him under control, but can’t protest in fear of hurting her. I, too, sometimes feel the same way. My mother loves me very much and I know it. But I also know that she is overprotective towards me which actually makes me suffocate sometimes. But yet, it’s hard to deny the fact that it is love which drives her to do so. I, too, feel like I can’t really leave her behind.

Ben: Ben is such a sweetheart. He is also a bit nerdy like me. He is probably the most loneliest among the losers. I had wondered many times whether I will be lonely too in the future. I do have friends. But I just feel like I’m very different than the person they think I am and this friendship we have are just temporary. I think, like Ben, I will also have to live alone.

Richie: The clown of the group is Richie ‘Trashmouth’ Tozier. His friends usually think he lives the happiest life. But a clown just wears a mask. Behind it who knows what lies. The saddest part is when I realized Richie is the only one who can’t show the true self even in front of his friends. This ‘holding on’ of the emotions is more depressing than anything can ever be. My friends think that I’m also living the best of life. I don’t or simply can’t show what is actually going on in my mind. People will usually describe me as the carefree and funny guy.

These are some of the many things I find similar to myself. Maybe I’m too much sentimental for my own good. But one thing is clear, IT depicts the human nature in an amazing way.