Movie night...

The wife and I stayed in tonight and watched a movie on cable. We watched Stranger than Fiction. We were both pleasantly surprised by it. Will Ferrell showed he is a much better actor than I thought he was. I was expecting a comedy, but got a film with a lot more depth than I had planned on. The basic premise of the movie is what if a story is your life? Literally. What if an author typing out a story was your life? Whatever the author typed is what happened in your life. And what if you heard the narration in your head as the author typed? I found it to be a very interesting premise. I won't spoil the rest of the plot for those who have not seen the movie yet.

Who am I kidding. I already spoiled the plot. Stop now if you still have hopes of being surprised by the movie.

Still here I see. Ok, the main character whose life is being written finds out the author has finally come up with the ending to his story. She gives the handwritten pages to him to see what he thinks before she types them out which will make them happen to him in his real life. He has a choice to make. Does he accept her ending or try to change it? Does he feel that his own personal happiness outweighs the importance of a major literary work that could be the biggest story written in the last century? What would you choose? If you knew the time and place of your death would you accept it? If your sacrifice was for something bigger? We are all going to die some day. The only questions are when and how. One of the main themes throughout literature and movies is the protagonist knowingly choosing the time and place of his death. We call that heroic. The movie 300 is a prime example. These are the people history remembers. Is this a quality we should admire? Or should we admire the average person who goes about their life anonymously? I love it when a movie makes me think of things like this...