It was a wild ride in the movies. We got hooked on people taking different
roles that somehow, made you & I think, how does one really know a
character. We got so amazed on how the roles were portrayed that we forgot and failed to know the real character
behind the scenes or if the role has betrayed them unconsciously. It was something that goes over and over around here. The same way somebody might make a story
about a story like this. About somebody
who is writing about how somebody feels about actors, actresses, the movies and
the film industry. And I just heard from somewhere, (a writer being
interviewed), that film-making is like trespassing. And we only get to watch, because we prefer
not to act around this place. We prefer
the real thing as much as possible. We
prefer not to emulate them on camera, privately perhaps. Inside offices, and everywhere we can chat,
talk, and laughed or get traumatized about. Yes and this idea of the real thing
will have to be the idea once again.
Down to the writer whose task was to make something real for the folks
who crave something real until we have reached to the point that we can stream
our lives in real time. And that should
be the end of it. That should be the end
for those people who keep insisting to see the real thing. And after witnessing the real thing, you’ll
see them craving for the unreal again.
Something wholesome, something that educate, inspire & change for
the better as much as possible. And something gruesome, something that terrorize,
demoralize and horrifying to keep the balance right.
Keep up, it really is cruel.
That medium that entertains our loved ones, somehow is excused. And representation and interpretation are confusing. Fusion of confusion. Character crisis.The film industry, the music industry, the food industry, the construction industry, & politics. "Nothing is really real, because it's in the reel. We all were put into the reels"
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