Why can't we have a simple and beautiful life

Omari 2021-11-20 08:01:27

For Crazy Clerk 2, I personally think that it is better than 1. Not only because it is in color, but because the character’s inner thoughts are closer to life, which gives me a strong resonance.


Nowadays, people's pursuit of material is staggering. It seems that only by reaping fame and fortune can you achieve something. This concept is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Therefore, the nature of work and the economy determine a person's social status invisibly.

As a result, physical labor (especially low-cost labor) is dismissed, while most mental labor (even if it is annoying and annoying) can be exchanged for self-respect. In such a social atmosphere, we have been planted with the distorted notion of "sit in the office instead of moving bricks" since we were young.

But as a person enters the society, he becomes more confused and unhappy. Some people are distressed by moving bricks because they did not sit in the office (such as Dante). Although some people sit in the office and do mental work, they have no joy and peace of success. The mental work only brings uncontrolled overtime and after work. The nerves still tense.


In fact, in the textbooks of ideology and morality of junior high school students, there is a view that "there is no distinction between high and low occupations". In my opinion, occupations are only suitable and unsuitable.

I think its physical labor (including catering and other service industries) is suitable for many people, but because of the indoctrinated concepts, people study hard for many years, but in the end they feel empty. At that time, because the wrong point of view had taken root in the mind, I would not try a simple career (that would be regarded as a failure and regression).


In the film, Dante actually loves the job of a clerk, but he is hard to detect in his heart and is always dissatisfied with life. At the end of the film, he and Rando bought the shop again with the help of the pair of drug dealers, and finally found what they really loved in their hearts.
Although he has no material and no enviable job, he can play ice hockey after work, he can talk nonsense with his friend Rando every day, he can continue their intriguing friendship with the drug dealer who believes in Jesus at the shop door, and he can love him. Black girl together.

I think this is a simple and beautiful life.

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Clerks II quotes

  • Randal Graves: [after the fire at the Quick Stop] Terrorists?

    [Dante shakes his head]

    Randal Graves: I left the coffee pot on again, didn't I?

    [Dante nods]

    Randal Graves: Shit! Now where am I gonna bring chicks to fuck when my mom's home?

  • Dante Hicks: I need two Egg-A-Moofins and we're almost out of hash browns.

    Randal Graves: [On the computer] Hold on.

    Dante Hicks: [Through the P.A. microphone] Now, Randal!

    [Randal finishes typing something and hops back over the counter into the kitchen]

    Dante Hicks: What were you writing over there anyway, your memoirs?

    Randal Graves: I'm battling this jackass on his blog's message board.

    Dante Hicks: About what?

    Randal Graves: About how he's got too much free time and no life.

    Dante Hicks: So does the guy who's flaming him on his website

    Randal Graves: I can't help it, the guy pisses me off. It's this fuck in a wheelchair that's always preying on everyone's sympathies, writing these long diatribes about how he'll never walk again, and how walkers should appreciate the blessings of their functioning legs.

    Dante Hicks: That 'diatribes' you call it sounds like some poor, crippled guy pouring out his heart and feelings!

    Randal Graves: Oh, fuck him, man! Trying to guilt me into walking around more because *he's* all gimped out? Kind of mindfuck is that shit? So I've been getting into it with him, throwing it right back in his stupid crippie-boy face about how I love to just sit around, and how I'd rather drive to the end of the block than walk!

    Dante Hicks: The guy's in a wheelchair.

    Randal Graves: Yeah. That's why I called him "crippie-boy."