I've Got a Crush

I've got a crush. I've got a crush that makes me feel like I'm 8 years old all over again, but, then, like I'm 16, and, then, like I have no sense of time. I have a crush that makes me want to be nocturnal, because I don't think that there are enough hours in the day. I've got a crush that makes me feel crazy like the full moon, reckless like a child, spontaneous and fearless, all rolled in to one. I say, "I've got a crush," but honestly, this crush has got me.

The feeling of finding someone or something that makes you feel a whirlwind of emotions, is pretty much the coolest thing in the world. One of my favorite foreign movies is "Jeux d'enfants", meaning "games for children", though in English it is titled "Love Me If You Dare". Now, though the English movie sounds corny and chick-flick-esque, it is actually a fucked up French film that leaves you a little mystified by prankster kids and their decision to live a roller coaster life based on constantly daring each other to do random tricks and who end up together being encased in drying cement. (There is really a lot more to this movie, but that is the no-credit-given summary.) Hah! Yes, and in the movie, one of the kids has a funny line about friendship where he says, "Friends are like eyeglasses. They make you look smart, but get scratched and then bore you. Luckily, sometimes, you get super cool glasses. Me... I've got Sophie."

I like this, because though he is squinting through his 3D glasses as a 10 year old kid, I think he is spot on. It makes me think about how the people we surround ourselves with really make us see the world through different lenses. And, sometimes we are fortunate enough to spend time with those who make us feel like this life is magical and alien, awesome and exciting beyond comparison, and like we are only just seeing it for the first time.

In the movie, years down the road of life, after thinking that what he had with Sophie was over, the main character-guy is being chased by cops, due to their trickster antics, and goes off on one the most excellent rants where he says, "Sophie was back in the game! Pure, raw, explosive pleasure! Better than drugs, better than smack! Better than a dope-coke-crack-fix-shit-shoot-sniff-ganja-marijuana-blotter-acid-ecstasy! Better than sex, head, 69, orgies, masturbation, tantrism, Kama Sutra or Thai doggy-style! Better than banana milkshakes! Better than George Lucas's trilogy, the muppets and 2001! Better than Emma Peel, Marilyn, Lara Croft and Cindy Crawford's beauty mark! Better than the B-side to Abbey Road, Jimmy Hendrix and the first man on the moon! Space Mountain, Santa Claus, Bill Gates' fortune, the Dalai Lama, Lazarus raised from the dead! Schwarzenegger's testosterone shots, Pam Anderson's lips! Woodstock, raves... Better than Sade, Rimbaud, Morrison and Castaneda! Better than freedom, better than life!"

It's pretty epic and awesome, and, like I said, it's definitely a really different kind of movie, but the French always make the most wacky movies, in my opinion. However, maybe it's more of a accurate representation of this world - twisted and distorted, outlandish and unpredictable, chaotic and imaginative - than what Hollywood churns out. For in the same post that I gush about crushes and identify with the tumultuous relationship story of two, pretty much demented, French children, I also have to say that I put my two weeks notice in yesterday, which means, that while it is easy to forget the whole world when you are with someone you care about, the road is waiting. The road, a twisted and unpredictable track for me, riddled with its emotion and adventure, calls me away from the land of enchantment, away from little kid emotions and antics, and away from, haven't quite felt this way in a while...