No Reason


So I watched this movie today. It’s not really all that appropriate for school, but that’s okay because we’re all mature here. The movie is called Rubber. It’s about Robert the tire, and he goes around blowing peoples heads off. It’s really quite a random and disturbing idea at the same time, but for some reason this movie really caught my eye. It probably has one of my favorite monologues on a movie ever. It goes a little something like this:

“In the Steven Spielberg movie E.T., why is the alien brown? No reason. In Love Story, why do the two characters fall madly in love with each other? No reason. In Oliver Stone’s JFK, why is the President suddenly assassinated by some stranger? No reason. In the excellent Chain Saw Massacre by Tobe Hooper, why don’t we ever see the characters go to the bathroom or wash their hands like people do in real life? Absolutely no reason. Worse, in The Pianist by Polanski, how come this guy has to hide and live like a bum when he plays the piano so well? Once again the answer is, no reason. I could go on for hours with more examples. The list is endless. You probably never gave it a thought, but all great films, without exception, contain an important element of no reason. And you know why? Because life itself is filled with no reason. Why can’t we see the air all around us? No reason. Why are we always thinking? No reason. Why do some people love sausages and other people hate sausages? No fucking reason.”

So… Yeah, this whole movie is kind of made for no apparent reason. And why not? If you have a vision, make it come alive. I see no reason to criticize creativity. It’s beautiful, to be able to create something and honestly love your own work. This is one of the most important things to me.

But he is so right when he says that life is full of “No Reason”. Why do you get up in the morning? No reason. Why do you say the things you say? No Reason. The reason to life is being random and creative and yourself.

I feel like I’ve become more creative by even starting this blog. It may seem weird, but I like how random life is and just how myself I can be.


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