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I rewatched Into The Wild (2007) a few months back and unlike when I was a kid, and just grasped the surface of it, I came to quite a different perspective of it this time around. I used to think it fit into the commonly pushed around phrase of wanting to run into the woods and life remote and self-sufficiently, but this time around, I did not really find that part particularly inspiring or as lulling escapism. There's of course bravery and strenght to find in what he did going into the wild, moving around the country and meeting people, and one could argue he found most happiness where he was appreciated and being offered space and patience to learn and explore ("the very basic core of a man's living spirit is his passion for adventure. The joy of life comes from our encounters with new experiences" ). However, at the bottom of it, he was not running into the wild because he wanted the wild, he ran into the wild because he wanted to escape the abusive household and lifestyle of his parents. It was how society made him feel seperated from the world and from the people around him, and the prioritations and expectations put in front of him knowing you'd go to school and work and retire and die. A severe lack of living and feeling alive.
like we face reality and instead of doing the work to change this reality, we reach for a way out of it, sorta forgetting that nothing is going to happen if no one is doing that work. and that even being able to escape it is a privilege.
actually guys i'll do this review for u guys one time when i've read the book
right now, i gotta ... too little battery