As Frances Shea’s character said in movie Legend (2015) –
“The world is quite like London. It’s not good, it’s not bad, it just is. There’s no morality or dishonor, just your own lonely code. Until your race is run. Until the end. Until we’re all just ghosts of the people we once thought we were.”
I like how London is compared to the world, to all of us, without being judgmental, about the world or about all of us.
However, based on one’s perception, there are a million ways one can interpret the later part of the quote. I can’t figure out if it’s rage or regret or pain or disappointment. I cannot know. But then, can anyone? Isn’t it all about perceptions? Life is (relatively) easier (for you) when you are rigid and have only one perception towards things. When you try honestly to evaluate multiple perceptions to look at the same thing – conflict begins. We Vs Ourselves conflict.
No, there is not a point I am trying to make. I am long past that. Just that there are times in life, when this conflict defines who we are and keeps us from turning into something we have despised whole our lives.
P.S. – There is this particular characteristic of London as a city. Monochrome images of London look absolutely poetic. You look at any black and white image of its streets or landmarks, you don’t feel anything is missing, you don’t miss colors. Somehow, grey suits it better. 🙂