The more civilized, the lonelier

Erick 2022-09-17 16:59:27

At the end of the second episode, it was too uncomfortable. When I saw it, I immediately thought of Marquez.

"Gone are the old trusts, complicity and communication turned into hostility and silence. He longed for solitude, and resentment against the whole world gnawed at his heart."

The more civilized, the more lonely. Rick is too smart, so does this kind of intelligence still have a confidant? His confidant only has different dimensions of himself.

And other friends just overlapped with him in a certain aspect, such as people who shit with him like tony, people who accompany him on adventures like morty, and friends who have known him for a long time like birdman.

So when a friend loses rick, it will also be uncomfortable. This kind of loneliness is the superposition of different universes and different dimensions. As Marquez said, fighting against loneliness is always the ultimate topic of human beings.

We without friends are like "The saaaddest piece of garbage in the entir cosmos."

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Edge of Tomorty: Rick Die Rickpeat quotes

  • Rick Sanchez: So, ah, wh-what are we doing?

    Morty Smith: [Pointing a gun at Rick] Stop asking questions. Stop doing meta-commentary. Just have fun. We're going on a simple, fun, classic adventure.

    Rick Sanchez: Okay, y'know what? It would really help if you could just say anything other than what you don't want.

    Morty Smith: I like Mr Meeseeks.

    Rick Sanchez: Okay, now we're talking. Y'know what, I usually keep a Meeseeks box in my glove compartment. So maybe Fascist Rick does too.

    [Morty opens glove compartment and takes out Meeseeks box]

    Rick Sanchez: Ah, well look at that, now we're doing something we've done before.

    [Rick presses on box, Meeseeks appears]

    Mr Meeseeks: I'm Mr Meeseeks!

    Rick Sanchez: [Points at Morty] Kill this Nazi prick!

  • Rick Sanchez: Hey Morty, quick favor...

    Morty Smith: What, cover me in gasoline and spiders? Fine, yeah, I'm in.