THEY WENT HUNTING. With a script. Working from their own ideas, an actual script of their own, Ben Affleck and Matt Damon influenced others and a connective tissue was formed between as varied as media giant Rob Reiner, noted screenwriter William Goldman, eventually securing filmmaker Gus Van Sant to make these aspirations reality.
I was galvanized.
The film was also critically successful, sometimes a better measure of what succeeds as elements we see so universally. A desire to be on the inside, with the collective, not outside, alone. To allow one’s self to open those Pandorian enclosures we dare never address. To Try. Care. The two young’uns from Southie brought home an OSCAR. Whether this kind of reward drove them, I dunno. I think people work to come strong with a bunch’a truth right there in black and white and living color. It just gets laid out there for all to see, and when it’s heartfelt one can read between the words…
and feel it poured out on the page.
You know, poor people aren’t all dumb.
Smart people aren’t all nice. Or smart. In the film, it is as much a story of sabotage to preempt fear of abandonment. The brilliant boy whom no one knows. These devices forestall a perceived continually impending anguish; merely serve to exalt one’s state of mind above the pain of loss. Comes a time, living in an exalted state, like on a pedestal, only distances further the subject from the love sought.
Like a game show host. What an asshole.
I hate that part!
daring to love? gonna be a little hurt along the way
It’s worth it.
Got that, Chief?
Yeah. Times up. No bonus round.
Steven Paul “Elliott” Smith (August 6, 1969 – October 21, 2003) was an American singer-songwriter and musician. Smith was born in Omaha, Nebraska, raised primarily in Texas, and resided for a significant portion of his life in Portland, Oregon, the area in which he first gained popularity. Smith’s primary instrument was the guitar, but he was also proficient with piano, clarinet, bass guitar, drums, and harmonica. Smith had a distinctive vocal style, characterized by his “whispery, spiderweb-thin delivery” and used multi-tracking to create vocal layers, textures, and harmonies.
After playing in the rock band Heatmiser for several years, Smith began a solo career with releases on the independent record labels Cavity Search and Kill Rock Stars (KRS). In 1997, he signed a contract with DreamWorks Records, the label for which he recorded two albums. Smith rose to mainstream prominence when his song, “Miss Misery”—included in the soundtrack for the film Good Will Hunting—was nominated for an Oscar in the Best Original Song category in 1998.
One of Smith’s first solo performances was at the now-defunct Umbra Penumbra on September 17, 1994. Soon after this performance, he was asked to open for Mary Lou Lord on a week-long U.S. tour. Several more short tours followed, and Smith helped her record one of his songs “I Figured You Out”, which he once called “a stupid pop song [written] in about a minute” that he discarded for sounding “like the fucking Eagles.” Despite this, Smith continued to perform the song live until his death by apparent suicide in 2003.
two tickets torn in half
and a lot… of nothing to do
a man in the park
read the lines in my hand
told me I’m strong
hardly ever wrong I said man you mean…