I was scrolling through my reader the other day and found out that the question for one of the hops was your favorite movie. I found it interesting to look through all the answers. One of them was “The Stand” which I found to be somewhat odd for me because that’s actually my all-time favorite book. Talk about the ultimate good versus evil plot.
I did see “The Godfather”. Great movie! Of course, there was “Midnight Express” which is another great one. And my buddy, The Bipolar Diva, picked “A Few Good Men”. I can also watch that one over and over again. It’s what I found on almost everyone else’s that got me thinking. And I think it has something to do with my age and how jaded I have become. That is when the light bulb lit up over my head.
The vast majority of women will choose one of two kinds of movies. It will either be a purely romantic movie or a romantic comedy. Sometimes they will have another type thrown in, but most of the answers will be one of these. I just don’t follow that pattern. Life has altered a few of my young ideals. There is no happily ever after. There is only life.
I learned long ago there is no such person as Prince Charming. Although there are men out there who may come close, no one actually lives up to those ideals. Men are inherently self-centered. If you don’t believe me, think about how when he’s sick, he needs all your help but when you’re sick, you really don’t get any help. And how many do you really know that clean house? Not that many. ‘Nuff said!
Which brings me to my point. I know it took long enough. Hush! My favorite movie is a lot like my favorite book. The movie you ask? Why, it’s the very classic tale of right versus wrong, good versus evil, and, the hatred of men for others not like themselves. It’s “To Kill A Mockingbird”.
Where else do you get intrigue, mystery, thrills, and a fight for the right? It’s set in 1930’s south with all the drama of the courtroom. A black man is accused of raping a white woman during the heyday of the Ku Klux Klan. Lynching was still a common occurrence. The jury of his peers was all white men. His attorney, Atticus Finch, defended him no matter the derision of his fellow townspeople. All the while this is going on, little Scout, her brother, Jem, and their neighbor, Dill, are having an eye-opening summer. And it’s all told through Scout’s eyes.
What I love about this story is that since it is told by a young girl learning about the harsh realities of life, you see her grow with the happenings in the movie. It was originally a Pulitzer Prize winning novel written by Harper Lee. And it is the only novel ever written by Harper Lee. It was loosely based on her life in which her father was an attorney and she did have an older brother. Possibly the most interesting bit of trivia is that the neighbor boy, Dill, was actually based on Truman Capote, who really was a friend of hers from childhood. When he wrote, “In Cold Blood” it was Harper Lee he called on to critique the book.
I know I’ve rambled on, but I’m sure you can see that this movie is my favorite movie. Maybe I’ll tell you about my second favorite sometime. If I do, you’ll really get an idea of the theme I have going on in my psyche. I won’t go on and on, because I might run out of things to write about and I know you wouldn’t want that. What would you do without a regular dose of me?