Paul Militaru

Reality, fiction, wisdom, or….

Last night, late at night, when the world is lying down to be able to be rested, for the next day’s job, when the black wave of the fog does not allow you to have visibility, when the lights on the street lights, lit up, try to light up the twinkle of the night, I decided not to fall asleep on the search engines of the internet and simply leave the WP away as if there was no idea to see a movie.
I rarely watch TV because there is no show either day or night in which political issues are not debated, which are current and succulent to some and why not lonely for others.
I do not digest them anymore, because I am the village of politics, canals and political prophets, and I never liked politics no matter what its more or less real aspects. Why not elsewhere?

So I got my heart in my teeth and I set my TV on a movie channel. And what do you think I saw, better said, but with other eyes now? “The Green Mile” screened by Stephan King, a master of Horror literature, played by some outstanding actors, Tom Hanks, David Morse, Michael Clark Duncan (a gorgeous role in the film), and a few other actors to whom I do not remember my name at the moment, but who have played their roles perfectly.
Do not you have the false impression that I want to make this movie’s chronicle, because I’m not the one to do it, being not a critic of cinematic art, just to say that I was terribly impressed at the second film watching the message sent by this, a few words I will try to insert for introducing you into the atmosphere especially for those who have not seen it and want to watch it in a closer or longer future.

The action takes place somewhere in the years that followed the economic crisis in 1935 to a US prison, in the space specially arranged for death row prisoners with capital punishment, and where depicting but enlightening pictures, the room specially executed with lights and shady shadows, with a dark-colored wallpaper that creates a state of total uncertainty is also the electric chair, like an old throne for those who are to be crowned for another world, a world of those who will overtake Hades.

I made this brief introduction to the idea, to qualify the film as horror, thriller as it was presented by specialized sites.
What others did not notice, at least I think so, I quantified the drama. What attracted my special attention is that it makes a subtle passage between parallel worlds by approaching imagination and magic with the cruel reality of those long gone times, being discreet enough to think.
But I often ask myself, did I not go through these situations (not those in the movie, obviously) in previous years? He does so very much. Let me explain, the context being somewhat similar.
Exactly the day before I was at the church to pray to Saint Nectarius, the saint who saved me firmly the same day but four years ago, and gave me a new life, strange, is not it? That is why I was so impressed, as I made the hypothetical association of the film’s magic images with the going to the church and the visions there, moving from one dimension to another in the temporal space perfectly coordinating with what I had done the day before.

Sincerely, we have succeeded, thanks to the excellent acting of the actors, in our own magic images of the universe, all of which is actually a fictitious intelligence combined.
God is my witness, I have never believed that this can happen in real life, and everything goes into my mind in sequential form.
I have never liked the science fictions but I can say (I’m referring strictly to the sequences in question) that whenever I have the opportunity to revisit it I will, because magic has become reality and magic reality even if everything is virtual .
I do not try and do not want to impose my opinion, but I report exactly what I felt, opinions that I do not always enjoy the audience when they are exposed orally, or those who read them when they are written.
I have wisdom and perfect words, I say to make myself understood, many saying that I am a perfect orator, but most of the times I can be an orator who speaks in crafted words especially chosen for those who listen to me and who do not understand anything from what I say.
You may reproach me that I have found inspiration in the movie I see, maybe or maybe not, but as I said before, my Muse inspires me very strongly most of the time, the last time suggesting to write or to I speak of wisdom, and I will do it with the greatest pleasure.
In other words, I liked the movie very much, the actors’ acting being great, getting in the right roles, ME being also a virtual actor, a picture of the sequences on the small screen, as if it were in the middle of the action.
I would have liked to be honest either to play in the movie, but I’m not a Hollywood actor, but I’m an actor in everyday life, like all of us. Life is real, as we know, going through the dimension from birth to the last moment, depending on the thread left in the reel of time, when we move into another dimension as God has fought us, fate, and why not how is karma.

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