So, I have never thought I would have a blog again, but my English teacher just gave me a task to write at least once a week, so here I am.
I do believe that things you are exited about are the only things worth to be written. So I want to write down some thoughts about the “Blade Runner 2049” movie, cause it’s kinda stuck in my head and doesn’t let me go.
I love the old “Blade Runner” movie, and I still think this story is finished and doesn’t need any sequel. As for me, the new movie is a separate story, may be it takes place in the same world, may be it doesn’t. But it is pretty much self-sufficient.
I feel deeply connected with the main character K, who can not understand what is real in his world. With all medications I have to take, sometimes it is really hard to say if I really feel sad, or just forget to take my meds; if I am excited about something, or is it my brain drowning in serotonin; if people talk nonsense, or I just do not understand them. This disconnection from a “real” life is something I feel a lot, and it makes this officer K my alter ego.
The next thing I like about this movie is it’s aesthetic. The picture we see is not pretty itself, it is more about finding some beauty in ordinary, even scary things. The things that shouldn’t be beautiful (like fields of garbage, or hundreds of the same houses, or some street advertising) are filmed like they are pieces of art. “What makes us human?” - this question is one of the main themes in this movie, and I do believe that seeing beauty in ordinary and scary things is very, very humane.
Cultural background is another thing that makes this movie special. We see kind of post apocalyptic world, but people still listen to jazz and read Nabokov, and this is so humane too (for example, no cultural background is the main reason I do not understand the “Star Wars” world, cause - where have all the poets gone? What are you fighting for?).
I also enjoy the feeling of uncertainty in this movie, a shift of the accents. In the beginning of the movie we see blade runner K as an ordinary officer. In the middle he understands and starts to believe that he is the main hero in this story, but then suddenly he understands that he is not. In the end of the movie we leave him with the feeling that he is nothing special, but from the distance we understand (even if he doesn’t), that he is still a hero in this story, the main one. I think this uncertainty about your place in life is also very humane.
There are other things that excite me in this movie, like a nontrivial love scene, or soundtrack. As you can see, this film disturbs me a lot, and the only way to calm my nerves in such situations is to read some good fan fiction, but I couldn’t find anything worth reading yet.