Monday, 23 August 2010

...and I saw Sparks...


I just finished watching 'Dear John' which is the latest novel by Nicholas Sparks to be turned into a film, following the likes of 'The Last Song' and 'The Notebook.' Now, whilst definitely nowhere NEAR as truly romantic as 'The Notebook', I found certain moments quite moving and touching to watch. This must have been echoed by many fellow movie goers, as 'Dear John' ended up being the first film to knock 'Avatar' off its top spot at the US box office.
For Savannah Curtis and John Tyree, it only takes two weeks for them to fall in love with each other, and two years to realize that their fates may be in fact bigger than they realize, and bigger than each other. This is in stark contrast to 'The Notebook' where although young loves Allie Hamilton and Noah Calhoun are torn apart by fate and destiny, love prevails and brings them back together.
The common thread in both of these movies are letters; the true romance that is found in the simple form of writing a letter. In today's modern society, we use a kindle instead of an actual book, which I love, as the best kind of books are the ones that are continually thumbed through, worn out and weathered to show how much we love them, where we send emails instead of putting pen to paper, and where we text each other in quick, instant, practical short hand slang instead of taking a bit more time to take some time out and hear another person's voice.
Putting pen to paper can be a powerful thing - the very act of sitting down and writing letters to those we love can stimulate a different voice entirely and change the very nature of what we wanted to say; in those instances, we can feel something different, as we take the time to write out each word, so we remember them long after they've been sent away to the ones we love, and the ones we think of when writing and remembering everything... we write it all down, so the love we have for another person remains true.