No fear. No distractions. The ability to let that which does not matter truly slide. - Tyler Durden, Fight Club autumnsoliloquy@livejournal [film reviews, rants] ^ me and mah man darthy sharin a ride to the galaxy far far away
i know this whole thing is so not about me
but I really dunno why what happened over there in Aurora affects me more than is healthy. Maybe cos the guy was a medical student? Maybe cos I suspect the guy has some psychotic disorder, something which I’ve seen close up through some people dear to me? Or maybe it’s because I love movies, and the local English cinema is like my second home (more so than the uni), and films are my favourite place to escape to.
I don’t know, I just feel so much sadness for all the twelve yet-unnamed victims who were just there sitting waiting to enjoy a nice film to escape into, for their families who lost fathers, mothers, brothers, sisters, sons, daughters; for that guy who lost himself and lost his mind in that delusional place, past the point of no return; for his family who’d lost a son or brother and would never get the same sympathy as the victims.
I know people die all around the world everyday, perhaps in more gruesome ways, deaths which aren’t as hyped up in the media as this. But tragedy is tragedy, there is no competition in the realm of grief.