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Call Me Dr.Lecter,Please Come In

作者: 淼淼    人气: 2324    日期: 2014/6/9

Call Me Dr. Lecter… Please Come In Call Me Dr. Lecter… Please Come In #Hannibal: Madness can be a medicine for the modern world. You take it in moderation, it's beneficial. I’ve been watching a lot of films lately. The one thing no one tells you is that once you finish a film, including trilogies and series, you are left with a sense of loss and a somewhat dull ache in your chest or in your other emotional organs. With this madness of binge-watching movies, I sought to try to find something different. So what do and how to fill up and heal this sense of emptiness at the end of a beloved film(s)? Well, simply move onto other films to forget about the loss or move into TV shows. The continuity and extended development of a TV drama allows the characters to develop, gain depth, advance the plot and weave a more solid given circumstance to the story. Such is the power of film and drama to bring to life and allow us to visualise the richness inherent in literature. For me, I have started watching Hannibal. As I mentioned before, I am attracted to revenge plots for the reason of the avengers own complex, deep and conflicting personality that intrigues me. I would say that Hannibal then is then the master of layers and layers of depth and lies, a man of conflicting depths with a flair for violent drama and tasteful food and clothing. Here is a little plot summary (imdb.com) : Hannibal explores the early relationship between the renowned psychiatrist and serial killer, Dr. Hannibal Lecter and his patient, a young FBI criminal profiler, who is haunted by his ability to empathize with serial killers. #Hannibal: Psychopaths are not crazy. They are fully aware of what they do and the consequences of those actions. Now going back to the two quotes, madness springs to mind. And what I want to address today is precisely this madness, or more specifically my own empathy for madness-a madness for our own passions. When we are interested in something, or perhaps I shouldn’t generalise we tend to pursue it with in a determined fashion with a desire to know all about it, the ins and outs to say. We seem to live in a society where the environmental and personal norm is to discourage madness or crazy devotion to anything. We see and associate madness with its connotations of disorder, chaos, and unruliness, nothing anyone wants in their lives right? Perhaps not. Like the two quotes, our “madness” or “love” (a fine line divides the two) for anything can spur us on, resulting in positive feedback if taken indeed in “moderation”. It is a time proven concept that we accomplish more when we love what we do. So why not pursue what you love or let others do so? I tend to think that our madness inspires us to learn more about the subject, we are not blinded to its flaws and faults as other may say but instead we are more aware of them, becoming more tolerant of them and able to find definitive solutions to them. Madness for our loves fuels inspiration and energetic enthusiasm for it, or how else can we explain the ability for scientists to spend days and night on end in the lab for a cure for cancer? Or the writer aware of their own failing health and fragility to push on and finish their literary masterpieces? (Flaubert, O’Henry, and Dickens I am thinking of you all) Some madness is beneficial, for we become less attuned to the opinions of others, the caustic nature of negative barbs and criticisms. By throwing the opinions of others and our own care for public image away for a period, we are then able to focus our energy and attention on what truly matters, the subject of our madness. And from madness create great things. We willingly go into madness for something, think about it before you disagree, would we really get involved into something if it did not speak to some intrinsic part of us, and is that not worth exploring that part of you who is attracted to this? We go into this with full awareness of the opportunity cost, of what we stand to gain and lose from this, because it is not true madness if we have not experienced doubt and wavering for it. So to end? My madness is for life’s art, the insatiable desire to know the arts, to know literature and cinema. What is your madness?