It’s funny, I remember the conversation as if it were YESTERDAY.
Kun and I were at one of those Chinese mom and pop dessert places in China town (talking about out successes, heartaches and hopes for present relationships as girlfriends often do) and I was horrified at the suggestion. The memory makes me laugh because I’m now moving back to who I really am.
A person who actually…probably…should do that.
But, I was so yucked out when she suggested it. Talk about love?! Like what? Harlequin romance stories?
I remember saying something like “Absolutely not,” with all the dramatic emphasis I can sometimes drum up.
But, Kun looked at me with eyes of a friend who knows you past the social mask you wear for the world. “Yeah, I think you should talk about stuff like this!”
Then off my expression said: “Why? You’re so good at it.”
I love her so much for saying that to me, because I secretly pride myself on figuring things out through the fire…or…after it.
I’m a massive romantic, who has more emotion about everything than most. A joke with a few close friends even, but I’ve tried to wall it off, so I can think with my head so much, that mention of my emotions will occasionally offend me. Especially when I’m called to exercise it on tap, though most people can recall it from a time they watched me gushing over some new love in all it’s gory detail.
And I remember them doing it, people will watch me and smile…and in the moment…I’m okay with it. Til things don’t work out. Then I walk around angry at myself, while in this outwardly annoyed state. So, I tend towards staying safely tucked out of sight, away from “love,” alot.
Cuz, I love BIG when I do….but the crashes are equally…significant.
My lessons are in every short film and every script idea, buried somewhere. I can’t help it, this stuff lives with me…so they’re the biggest issues I’m trying to work out in my head (besides God).
Anyway, I was noticing recently…alot of my Itunes playlist…is composed of movies which tackle similar themes. I thought I’d just bought a few of them, but about 70% of my playlist is this. So, I was a little embarrassed over this. Even though no one could see me.
I thought, how do I get these off of here?
I left em.’
I was interested in them, and others I bought to watch how directors tackled love themes. There. I said it. Out in the open.
Geez, it’s not like I’m admitting I’m a heroin addict or something.
Anyway…this weekend I watched…Breaking Dawn I and II. Yes, I did. And I was so proud of how the entire team worked on this unabashed, unapologetic, dramatic love story. Sure it had vampires and werewolves but at the end of the day, it was a love story about two people getting used to one another and trying to hold on.

Sure there are all the plot contrivances…but that’s…essentially it.
I dunno why that feels revolutionary to me.
I was so proud of the writer after watching it, I had to look her up – to see who would be this brave. I was positively beaming, in my apartment. I know that will seem stupid, but the story sort of affirmed the big emotion which I now hammer away. The emotion I hammer away so no one can accidentally see it (while I keep my head on). It affirmed that it was okay to have big heart and be romantic in a big way, intensely vulnerable, and freely passionate.
I think I’ve been learning those things were wrong before because I’ve been aiming them at the wrong people, not because they were wrong. I think that’s what I get from stories like this….it sets me free and I come back to my senses.
But, people have been handing me back to myself ongoing for a while now and I’ve been trying to do the same for myself. So, I’m going to just stop shrinking from what’s there – in me.
The story I’m writing now has a tentative love story at it’s center and the one waiting for an ending after this one, has one in the midst of a storm. These two stories, I really wrote wanting to make a statement about social problems in our country, but I’m always exploring the issues through love and attraction. Somehow.
I suppose I did that in film school too. Even though I did it in much more emo fashion.
So I guess…we can run from who we are, but we can’t hide it (for too long). I’ll probably never be pure action or political intrigue unless I can squeeze in some epic love story, cuz that is what’s most fun.
I know some people will think, but, Breaking Dawn? It’s so baaaaad.
Um not really. The human interactions, the places where the characters are acting out of feeling, desperately trying to work out something, are AMAZING. And, isn’t that in every movie?
(Sometimes in life too?)