Movie Tavern Existentialism

Finally got to go to Movie Tavern in Humble! I know that is probably not on many bucket lists, but it was on mine. The food was pretty good (the fries were great!) The drinks were huge and had I not had some ‘wee bonnie lassies’ with me, I would have tried one of their margaritas. I’ve heard they are pretty good and not too expensive either. (You know I have S.A.S. Starving Artist Syndrome.)
We saw Shrek 3-D. Excellent little movie. I’d recommend it to anyone who is in the mood for a few belly laughs.
Unfortunately, about ten minutes into the movie, I realized that I am Shrek and my girl is Fiona!! You can bet I was glad that she was not with me at first.
As I watched this basically funny ‘child’s’ movie, I realized that there was a message here for all ages. Great story, good moral and a happy ending. What more could you want?
Anyway, before it was over, I was texting my significant other, telling her that she had best watch this movie if she ever wanted to know the real me.
I’m an ogre. I didn’t know it way back when I saw Shrek, the original. I never realized that when he was saying “Ogres are like onions. They have layers.” that he was talking about me!! I have layers, too. Some are very obvious to anyone nearby, but many are so deep, I don’t even WANT to recognize them.
Sometimes we go through life, struggling with our identity, reading heady books, meditating, listening to self-actualization tapes, studying Bhuddism, Taoism, Confuscianism, Communism, Socialism and a whole host of other isms and suddenly, one day, we see our true nature portrayed in an animated film about a big green ogre. How funny life is. Let us hope it stays that way!

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