Flying feathers

Randi 2021-10-13 13:05:26

I often talk about Forrest Gump with my friends. Forrest Gump is so lucky! Friends always say that. I am dumb. I'm very surprised, A-Gump is sitting on that stool, is it just telling strangers who come and go: "Look, how lucky I am"?
Many years ago, I was full of confusion in life. I don't know why people live. Sometimes, I sit on the window sill and say to myself: If I jump now, there is no difference compared to my life to death. Fortunately, I did not jump down. After thinking about it for two years, I came up with an answer: How can people live better? Although there is no answer to this question, I am not as confused as before.
Why do you want to say this? Because while watching this film, I seem to experience the process of questioning life again.
A normal person has the ability to judge. He knows what is important and what is not. A normal person can have many choices, so he is always waiting for the opportunity. A normal person will not waste energy in useless places. But A-Gump was not a normal person. His IQ was lower than that of ordinary people. He even almost entered a school for the mentally retarded. The girlfriend, the school team, the army, ping pong, shrimp farming, running, it seems that everything about him is not choosing by himself, but by others. Of course, he would not ask questions such as "what is life?" He would only do one thing innocently.
What exactly is this story trying to tell? I think the director used a very extreme way to say a truth: choice may mislead life. Because there are too many choices, some people do not work hard, and this attitude further affects his life. Faced with life, perhaps there should be this kind of preparation: "Life is like a box of chocolates, you don't know which one you will choose".
I like this film very much. I especially like the flying feather, as if that feather is myself.

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Forrest Gump quotes

  • Lyndon B. Johnson: [Putting medal on Forrest] America owes you a debt of gratitude, son. Now I understand you were wounded. Where were you hit?

    Forrest Gump: In the buttocks.

    Lyndon B. Johnson: Oh that must be a sight.

    [Whispering to Forrest]

    Lyndon B. Johnson: I'd like to see that.

    [Forrest shows him; Johnson walks away embarrassed]

    Lyndon B. Johnson: God damn, son.

  • Abbie Hoffman: Tell us a little bit about the war, man.

    Forrest Gump: The war in Vietnam?

    Abbie Hoffman: [to audience] War in Viet-Fucking-Nam!

    [Audience cheers]