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Sep 17
Movie Quote Monday – Stranger Than Fiction
I know I say this nearly every time, but I love this movie. I LURV it!
I listed this as a favorite on the 2011 Movie Quote Monday page, but it’s quite long so I never used it in a post. But last Thursday I heard an interview with Clay Morgan in which this particular quote was mentioned, and now I can’t get it out of my head. So, I decided to share my brains with you. You’re welcome.
Apparently, he referenced this scene in his new book, Undead. I haven’t gotten to it in the book yet, but I’m looking forward to seeing how Clay uses this quote. I can’t begin to get into Undead in a couple of sentences here, but it examines the fact that we can live without really being alive. I can see that idea playing out in Stranger Than Fiction.
So, if you haven’t seen this movie, then you should. But in the meantime, you need to know that Harold has begun hearing a woman’s voice in his head, narrating his life. As confusing as that is to him, it takes on new significance when she announces Harold’s “imminent death”. In his search to find a cure for this little problem, he meets a literature professor who is more interested in the literary quality of the narrative than in Harold’s fate.
Professor Hilbert: You were right. This narrator might very well kill you, so I humbly suggest that you just forget all this and go live your life.
—Harold: Go live my life? I am living my life. I’d like to continue to live my life.
Professor Hilbert: *signs* I know. Of course. I mean all of it. However long you have left. You know, I mean, Harold, you could use it to have an adventure. You know, invent something, or just finish reading Crime and Punishment. Hell, Harold, you could just eat nothing but pancakes if you wanted.
—Harold: What’s wrong with you? Hey. I don’t wanna eat nothing but pancakes. I wanna live. Who in their right mind in a choice between pancakes and living…chooses pancakes?
Professor Hilbert: Harold, if you’d pause to think, I believe you’d realize that that answer’s inextricably contingent upon the type of life being led…and of course, the quality of the pancakes. You don’t understand what I’m saying.
—Harold: Yes, I do. But you have to understand that this isn’t a philosophy or a literary theory or a story to me. It’s my life.
Professor Hilbert: Absolutely. So just go make it the one you’ve always wanted.
This really is a beautiful movie, about a man who was living a painfully ordinary life. When something extraordinary occurs in that nearly lifeless existence, he chooses to turn his life into the one he wants. And when the time comes to make a much harder decision, he chooses life once again, in a profound way.
Choosing to live the life you always wanted isn’t easy. For one thing, some of us can’t define for ourselves what that even looks like. And when we think we do know, that just leads to more work, more effort and sometimes even pain. And, you know, I like pancakes; pancakes sound pretty good, right?
What I think is there are plenty of people out there choosing pancakes.
These last few weeks, I’ve been aching to get a tattoo of the word “choose”. Because I do – I choose every day, every hour, every moment. I choose what kind of life I want to live, what kind of person I want to be. What physical and spiritual nourishment I put into my body. I choose how I treat myself and others.
I am constantly choosing who I am.
I don’t always choose well, but at least I stopped ordering the pancakes.
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So, what do you think?
Can it be as simple as choosing to live your life to the fullest – at least within the limits of your capabilities?
Or is it way more complicated than that?
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Sep 16
the Infinite Monkey speaks: disruption
Random brilliance from across the blogosphere…
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I still have more than enough reasons to be unsettled by the disruption that is Jesus of Nazareth. I still have plenty of reasons to keep my distance from Him so I can stay comfortable.
– Jonathan Martin
from:
The Missing Jesus
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Sep 13
Happy Birthday to Me
Today is my birthday, and I don’t usually…
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Oh, you…
Thank you. Thanks so much.
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That’s very kind, thank you…
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It’s no big deal – it’s just a birthday. Everybody has one!
Really, there’s no need for applause!
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Okay…I’ll wait.
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So what I was saying is that I usually don’t remember my birthday, much less do anything special for it. I’ll think about it in July or August, but as the time draws near, I always forget again. I think that’s because I want to deny it’s happening because that means I’m getting older and that means there’s less time left to do great things and that means I’m, like, so failing at this life thing and, O.M.G., I’m getting OLD, and “What is THAT? THAT!”, is that a new wrinkle, because I think that’s a new wrinkle, oh my, I’ve got one foot in the grave already, “What a world! What a world!”, and that’s an appropriate quote ’cause I am totally starting to look like the witch in The Wizard of Oz, but not the good witch I am humble.
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I’m sorry, where was I?
Oh yes… So, I went to dinner a few nights ago with my friends Terri and John, a truly lovely couple, and they surprised me with a birthday card (and dinner, aren’t they sweet?!). I was confused at first, but then I thought, “Oh no yeah, it’s my birthday this week.” Here is the card:

Yay for sharks that can’t jump off a card and eat you up!
You know, because I love sharks.
There’s a note on the inside that says they only picked this card because they couldn’t find a zombie card.
You know, because I love zombies.
But that’s what friends are for, right? They are here to tease us about our quirks and all of the foolish things we do. They are here to help us celebrate the fact that, though we may not be teenagers anymore (and really, thank God for that!), it’s still pretty awesome not being dead yet.
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Friendship and family are such a blessing, and I’m so blessed to have spent this last year with you. I’m looking forward to what the next year brings, with my old friends and new.
Thank you so much, my blog friends and family! Thank you for sticking with me as I navigate my way through the changing landscape that is my life. You have supported me and sometimes coddled me, you’ve offered encouragement and guidance, laughter and insight. You continue to shore me up.
I may not cherish getting older, but I cherish all of what it brings me.
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Well, maybe not those wrinkles.
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