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Dawn Wells is far sexier than Tom Hanks

joystormer and I watched Cast Away last night. It was a good movie; mostly well paced, and well shot.

I did have some trouble with the allegory/greek mythos stuff.

(Clipped for those who haven't seen the movie...)

The red-headed sculptor from the beginning was obviously Vulcan (described as having red hair) working at the forge. The wings of the logo were to re-enforce this connection and perhaps add an angelic significance to the red-headed metal-worker (I have a thing for red-headed sculptors so she was angelic from the start).

Here is where my mythology knowledge gets stretched and breaks:
Vulcan crafted the wings for Daedalus and Icarus? To help them escape the Minotaur's Labrynth? Or did Daedalus make the wings? Either way, he didn't use the wings (he must have read the story, the sun was too bright on that island to risk it).
Anyway was Vulcan the one who crafted the soul for man? Or did he just craft one soul in particular?

So with my spotty knowlege and the fact the in literature and some good movies, the missing piece or the abstracted item is usually the soul. Lots of good books are just about some hero in search of a soul. Usually when they find it, they die; I love happy endings.
I think they were trying to get across that before the forging process, he had no soul. He was just an automaton, run by the almighty clock.
So the She-Vulcan crafted a soul; meant for her hussy cheating husband, Venus. Venus didn't want the soul and marked it return to sender which was how Chuck Noland (No Land - give me a break) ended up in possession of it. He didn't use it, instead he created his own. He was able to make fire, the gift of Prometheus, he created a soul for Wilson (the sitcom god of picket fences and sporting equipment) and therefore decided to create his own soul.

Where I get confused it why does he try to kill himself and fail? Surely if he can't do something as simple as kill himself, first year students of life learn that in existence 101, he can't do something as complex as creating a soul, that has to be graduate level work.

Current Mood: Mythologically Challenged
Current Music: Nicolas - Guitarra Flamenca

Hey, Mythologically Challenged:

you crack me up. and I think you have very good taste in sculptors.
AND sculptures.
wait til you see the new piece I'm working on: I bet you will like it.

Daedulus made the wings, and flew -- in his boring, prudent sort of way -- not to close to the water or to the sun. That moderation bit, y'know. (Actually, the book Courtesans and Fishcakes touches on some of these themes.)

"Where I get confused it why does he try to kill himself and fail?"

What makes you think his not killing himself is a failure? He had his dark night of the soul -- alone, without the viewer for company either. (I really liked how they handled it. It would be awfully hard to film that scene without it being either comic or maudlin. But in reference, it provokes just the right kind of curiousity and discomfort.) He's embarrassed that it went even as far as it did... but let's face it, if he wanted to be dead, he'd be dead, no problem. He just hadn't completely managed to wrap his mind around it all yet.

He's not at that point entirely not a fucked up puppy, but he's definately doing graduate level work. (Mmm. Thinking upon most of the grad students I've been involved with, this seems perfectly likely.)


Insightful. I guess I could only think in terms of what he thought he set out to do; not what he really meant to do (i.e. show himself that he wanted to live).

Been a problem in my past paying to much attention to what people say and not what they really want.

Does it have to be a good one?

Or can you talk like this about any movie?

I am obviously not a critic.

All I can think about is how cool Wilson was and how I cried at his loss. Nobody crys like Tom Hanks man. Soul rippin sobs.

Re: Does it have to be a good one?

You should see how I link the SouthPark movie to the personal journey of Charles Darwin's older brother's cat Fluffy.

I thought it was a good movie. I do not however now enough about mythology to recognize any connection with this movie. Good job sea_gaagii.

Thanks but

As I mentioned my mythology memory is lacking.

Some things are just obvious and some things I pull out of my ass.