Number Seven: Domino

Yet another day wasted.

I watched the movie Domino today. If you haven't seen it, I urge you to hire it out as soon as possible. This may be the only movie that I have ever liked Keira Knightley in. It's about this woman, Domino Harvey, who gave up a life of fortune to become a bounty hunter. I liked the way it was filmed in terms of how the camera would miss the faces of the actors; too slow on the close up shots in reacting to their movements, which gave the film pace and tempo. As much as I didn't like the random words that would appear across the screen, I got over that when I saw the use of lighting in the questioning scenes. The way their eyes appeared like huge, black voids coupled with the green filter gave the film a feel of being underground and hidden away.

The concept of the two sided coin really spoke to me. You see, she had an epiphany when she stole a coin from the donation collection at Church as a child, and would always come back to the saying that "If it's heads, you live. If it's tails, you die" when deciding what to do in troublesome situations. Life really does depend on luck sometimes. Sure, many believe that we "make our own luck" so to speak, but sometimes, as Shakespeare put it, "Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and others have greatness thrust upon them."

All of the opportunities that are taken or missed effect the outcome of our lives. And these opportunities can be as little as choosing to eat a particular food for breakfast. I wonder if my day would've been more exciting if I'd had a banana for breakfast rather than toast. Perhaps. I wonder if I would've had such a fulfilled schooling experience if I hadn't accepted the honour of School Captain. Not many people know this, but I was contemplating giving it up in the beginning. I thought I wouldn't be able to handle the pressure. I wonder if I would've been so stubborn and set in my ways if I had opened myself to new things when I was younger, like going on rollercoasters at amusement parks or eating spinnich or choosing to play the trumpet instead of the clarinet. With the flip of a coin, I choose which team has the first centre pass in netball. I wonder if my team would've won more games if we won the toss every game. Or lose when the lost the toss.

By letting an object choose the direction of my life, maybe I will be opening up new passages to options and wonderour outcomes that I would not have tried on my own personal choice. Or will I be exposing myself to greater dangers without the influence of inhibitions?

I think I'll do an experiment.



Lovemeg