I. Love. Movies.
From masterpieces like âThe Shawshank Redemptionâ and âThe Departed,â to comedic-cringe like âAnchormanâ and âThe Other Guys.â That said, Iâm fascinated by a movie-category that transcends genre: cult classics.
Cult classics are films that werenât popular or successful when released, but have since gained a cult following. Think âMonty Python and the Holy Grail,â âDonnie Darko,â âSharknado,â etc.
One cult classic that stands a head above the rest (imho) is âThe Princess Bride.â If youâve never seen âThe Princes Bride,â you need to reorder your priorities. Seriously. Itâs a movie about a farmhand (Westley) who falls in love with the princess (Buttercup) he works for. Over time this love becomes mutual, leading Westley to sail away and seek his fortune with the hopes of returning to marry. However, his ship is raided by the infamous Dread Pirate Roberts. The DPRâs merciless reputation proceeds him, leading everyone to believe Westley is dead.
Fast forward five years. Buttercup is about to get married, against her will, to Prince Humperdinck â a royal jerkwad with a nasty agenda. But a few renegades have other plans. They capture Buttercup and flee, kicking off a pursuit for the princess. Humperdinckâs men arenât the only ones tailing this motley crew though. Thereâs another man looking for her. The last man she wanted to see â the Dread Pirate Roberts. Because the DPR is epic, he outsmarts renegade and royalty, grasping the princess in his clutches.
Atop a grassy green hill Buttercup is face to face with the villain that killed her only chance at true love. Her hurt pours out on the Dread Pirate Roberts as she exposes his murderous past. When sheâs finally had enough back-and-forth, she yells, âYou mock my pain!â
Without missing a beat, the Dread Pirate Roberts fires back with his famous rebuttal: âLife is pain, highness. Anyone who says differently is selling something.â
This quote shook me the first time I heard it. It was raw and jaded and kind of awesome. However, I didnât know it would follow me like it has. Iâm currently going through one of the toughest seasons of depression Iâve ever been through. My wife and I recently moved to southwest Florida, and although we love it here, change is hard. Our bodies are detoxing from the busyness and hurry of the last two years. Our souls are healing from broken promises and emotional wounds. Our hearts are learning to hope and believe for better things again. And if Iâm being honest, there have been many times that Iâve wanted to resign to the Dread Pirate Robertsâ worldview: life is pain.
Things wonât get better. There is no beauty to be found here. The bad outweighs the good. Tragedy waits around the corner. My new nihilistic normal.
But thereâs still a small part of me that believes this isnât true. Levi the Poet quoted the same pessimistic pirate-refrain in his song, âChapter Five: Tuxedo Black.â He continues, after the quote:
Ah, itâs not true. The Dread Pirate Roberts may have been awesome, but that kind of theology is a hell of a downer to subscribe to. I know thereâs beauty out there. Iâm sure you see it on the ocean, even if the crew has started to look as white as that whale theyâre chasing.
I know thereâs beauty out there too. I see it while watching movies and smoking cigars on Andyâs porch. I see it while writing at my favorite coffee shop sipping a foamy nitro cold brew. I see it every time I eat a sushi roll with just the right amount of spicy mayo and sriracha sauce. I see it when the sun reflects off of the water at Lakes Park while Kara and I walk. I see it in my therapist Bob â avid Steelers fan and lover of Jesus â when he patiently helps me sift through my cluttered mind week after week. I see it all around all the time. But depression has a way of blotting out the good and magnifying the bad doesnât it? I guess thatâs why we need other people â in person or via a blog post â to remind us that we arenât alone and life is worth living.
Back to âThe Princess Bride.â
The scuffle between Buttercup and the Dread Pirate Roberts continues until she has had enough and pushes her nemesis down the hill they are standing on. This turns out to be a good decision because it reveals whoâs behind the mask: Westley.
Westley catches Buttercup up to speed on the hellish five years since he disappeared, and they journey together through the fire swamp and towards destiny. Thereâs more to it than that obviously, but you can watch the rest for yourself. I circled back to our story because I realized something interesting. Even Westley didnât believe his own life-motto.
Westley saw beauty and joy in a life with Buttercup. He had dreamt of it, pursued it and ultimately mourned over it when it was taken away. Life beat him up and left him living by a motto that was neither true nor tempting. I imagine you and I are the same way. We used to believe in hope and beauty. Then life knocked the wind out of us. Now we wonder if our lungs will fill with air again. I get it. Iâm in it. But I donât believe Iâll be here forever. And I donât think you will be either.
Iâm beginning to believe that life is more than pain. And Iâm a pretty awful salesman.
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