I watched a movie this afternoon, which just uplifted and touched me. I mean, I see films which I enjoy or really like, but not often it affects me in this sort of way.
It was called "A Guide to Recognizing Your Saints".
It's based on a memoir of Dito Montiel, who also wrote the script and directed the film as well.
The story revolves around Dito, flashing between his teenage past and his present as a successful writer.
Here's a quick synopsis:
"Dito, a writer in L.A., goes home to Astoria, Queens, after a 15-year absence when his mother calls to say his father's ill. In a series of flashbacks we see the young Dito, his parents, his four closest friends, and his girl Laurie, as each tries to navigate family, race, loyalty, sex, coming of age, violence, and wanting out. A ball falls onto the subway tracks at a station, small things get out of hand. Can Dito go home again?" (taken from http://www.imdb.com/)
It really opened my eyes as to how much these people I see now are going to shape my future and how I should appreciate the time I have with them now. It also made me realise you can't run away from your problems, because when you come back they're still gunna be there waiting for you.
I know for a fact that I try not to face my problems. I bottle them up or just ignore them hoping they'll go away. I have one at the moment which is a prime example of this. I currently do not have anywhere to live when I go to uni, but instead of searching on the net and calling up people I know I am just lying around all day watching DVDs hoping that there is an opening on res. It just tires me thinking about it. I don't like the pressure that's on me to do it.
Well, anyway, the whole reason for this blog is to suggest that everyone see this film at least once. I'm not saying everyone will love it, but it does make you appreciate the life you've been given and the chances we have to change.
"In the end - just like I said - I left everything, and everyone. But no one, no one has ever left me" - Dito Montiel
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