{wearing: knit top from macau, cotton on shorts, sm parisian sandals}

So, I’ve just watched Gone Girl. Damn, that movie was intense! It was the kind of film that you go out of the cinema shaking your head not because it was a waste of money, but because it seriously made you think (aka: mind f*ck). There are many commentaries about Gone Girl but I would still like to share my 2 cents at it. No, I’m not gonna delve into the characters’ psyche and relationships, instead, I’d share with you guys my realization about life and justice that has compelled me to write way past my bedtime.

My boyfriend and I were still talking about the movie on our way to the car, when I muttered *spoiler alert* I wish Amy was exposed. I mean, where’s the justice in that?! 5 people (Amy included) knew the truth and yet there was nothing they could do about it. I wanted a happy ending. And this is why I’m writing. Because then and there, I was reminded that there isn’t always a happy ending. We expect life to be fair, but in all honesty and humility, it is not. Good deeds go unnoticed, effort is unrewarded, love gets unrequited. Simply put, bad things happen to good people. Movies and novels typically give you an escape to a world of perfectly scripted encounters, conflicts, and resolutions but real life isn’t as gracious. Gone Girl’s ending perfectly captured that reality.

Although happy endings and fairness and justice aren’t as commonplace as they should be, we have to believe in its possibility and continue working for it. In the words of John Lennon: “You may say I’m a dreamer, but I’m not the only one. I hope someday you’ll join us and the world will live as one.” Because if all of us live out a morally upright and optimistic attitude, we could break the cycle of selfishness and hate. Sure, seeing inequality and injustice can make us feel helpless and jaded at times but we have to remind ourselves of life’s ultimate characteristic – it flows. It is not the end yet. And although our bodies might perish, ideas and values we have instilled in others will live on.  It is only when we lose every ounce of hope that we become goners.

And on that note, I’d like to divert our attention to Maria del Rosario Fuentes Rubio aka Felina who was killed in Mexico for trying to expose the Cartels. The group she reported for, Valor por Tamaulipas,’s statement goes: “Today Miut3 ceased to report. But what the criminals don’t know is that Miut3 is part of our soul and she will never permit us to surrender to organized crime.” You can eliminate a person but extinguishing an idea is a whole different thing.

xx