There’s a Time and a Place…

i wish you didn’t sounds so lost…and lonely, and i wish that i could hold you, just for the night, like a spirit, so that when your alone and at your most lonely, you have someone there with you through the dark bits, so you can be strong when the light wakens you. i wish that somehow I could make your voice sound less strained, and tell you that its ok for you to call for a minute, because all i wanted to hear was your voice, and to know that you are ok, and i wish somehow that I was brave enough to tell you all of this, and to make life as painless as possible, because thats all i want, is to take the hurt away from you…and love you, because in the end i just want you to be ok…

“we miss that touch so much, that we crash into each other, just so we can feel something”

One wonders with that opening line from Don Cheadle’s character how we are going to be shown through this epic film, is it going to haunt us, confuse us, control us, upset us, or bring joy? by the time the credits role and a number of tears have rolled down your face you will realise that its all of the above and more. This Oscar winning film (and thus given a wide berth so as to avoid the hype) is one of the most destroyingly honest films I’ve seen in a long time. Its not about what shoes go best with that dress, or whether the girl will get the guy which she always will, this is about honesty, and truth hurts…alot! This is one of those films that may shock you to the core, or merely reassert any beliefs you have already, but even if you assume you know everything about the black vs white culture of modern day, think again, even when you think you have each person sussed, something comes at you like a thousand ton train and there is nothing you can do about it, but let it shock you, upset you, demean your world, and bring you back up to the surface gasping for air, this is the type of film that you can watch again and again. Crash is a film that brings it all to the forefront, a nude film thats risking it all by flashing its opinions to the world, and for that it does well, the acting is outstanding, each single character stands out for thier own purpose, whether you hate, love, or are indifferent to the worlds that these people live in, there is no escaping the effect that they will have on you, you were brought into there world…and it will take a damn hard struggle to free yourself!

“No. Fact, if anybody should be scared, it’s us: the only two black faces surrounded by a sea of over-caffeinated white people, patrolled by the triggerhappy LAPD. So, why aren’t we scared? ”

It’s funny sometimes how the world can keep every part of you apart for so long that you forgot who exactly you are when you are a whole person, you feel that a little bit over there, a thought or persona over there, and a little with you can’t change you too much, but when it all comes together, as it does sometimes, you realise who exactly you are…This shocked me, but in a good way.

For me, it seems to take someone else telling me for me to realise there are a few good qualities about me, for a long time before now I didn’t feel I had any, but even after I accepted myself, and got to even like myself, I still can’t quite see everything you see, is this a normal thing? I start to wonder sometimes, if Im sane at all…or do I just question myself too much and therefore can’t ever find an answer….

This is my way of answering things, but not through me, just my words, this is where the world becomes words in lines, whether they be about true events or not, and hopefully, some of those words will answer questions I have, and questions you have….afterall isn’t a blog the new voice into the abyss of the world?

 

Miranda Ragydoll