Finally got around to watching “Revolutionary Road.” It’s a
solid flick, but one where, if you’re in a long term relationship, you will get
a sense of why this movie rings true. Although, not a complete depiction of
mundane married life gone wrong, you get a brilliant moment that I’ve had in my
own intense relationship that one person just stopped caring altogether. And
what transpires from that is this dead-inside feel.
There is a moment where the Kate Winslet character runs into
the woods, just to get some space to think. I had a moment similar happen to
me. There was nothing I could say or do to make it better. She just hated the
sight of me. The idea that we’d even slept together, more than likely, sickened
her. Nothing….I mean nothing was going to change that feeling. As much as I’d
felt differently, or wondered if we could’ve re-captured that intense passion,
it was dead in her. And there’s no turning back. In the movie, the next morning
was the harshest. Polite conversation between people who once had intense love
for one another, treating each other respectfully is death. I’ve gone through
this as well. The sense is that there is no room for talk anymore. All that is
over. What exists is a semblance of a relationship, at a stalemate. Neither
wants to speak of the fight the night before, because (in my case anyway) she
didn’t want to fix what was broken beyond repair. Get this fellas. There will
be a moment, no matter how much you try, she will be repulsed by you. I’m not sure
why this is, but it happens to every single long term relationship person I
know. I think it’s because they get sick of your stories. Or your mannerisms.
Or your stupid fucking face. That’s not to say you don’t feel the same way. But
to a guy, a woman who loses that challenge, is still a great moist hole to
bang. To a woman, she’s checked out emotionally, vacant. Dead eyes. I pity the
man on the receiving end of the dead eyes of a woman. Not that you kill her.
But she no longer cares about you. Or what happens to you.
To the guys out there who get burned, I wish you the best in
losing that feeling for her before she does of you. Because…you won’t know it.
She’d already checked out a year earlier and prepared herself (steeled herself)
for the pain that follows. You will feel blindsided, angry and hurt all at
once. For the guy, I hope you have the mental capacity to sustain that shot to
the ego. Because it hurts like a bitch. Especially if it’s the first. Because,
it sure as shit won’t be the last.
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