A Pensive Moment
“I go into the favelas and give them something to lose; electricity, running water, schoolrooms for their kids. And for that taste of a better life….I own them”
A quote by one of the gangsters in Fast Five; I was watching it the other day. It was so deep it made me think a lot about some things, namely Custard Creams. Do you remember when you were small and they were the biscuit of biscuits? If you had them in your lunchbox and shared them, you were the don of the playground. For that taste of a better/supreme biscuit, you owned your playmates. What you said went. You were omnipotent.
I read this book having already watched the film about a year before. It has been a sort of habit of mine that if I do watch a film and I’m impressed by it, I will read the book too out of interest to see how purely the storyline has been adhered to. Or just for fun. Needless to say, I loved the film when I saw it, and so I was excited to read the book.
I had heard a lot about this book. By a lot, I mean that I heard that this was apparently the book to revolutionize how a women interact with men in a relationship setting. Not being one for these kind of ‘self-help’ books as I think of them, I was pretty scornful of it…without having read it.
It occurred to me that this was a foolish position to take as how can you be critical of something you have not even read? But hell no was I going to buy such an obviously nonsensical advice manual. Or so I thought. Anyway, to cut a long story short, by some sort of Jedi mind trick by a friend (mentioning no names) whilst I was on the phone to her, I ended up pressing ‘confirm payment’ on Amazon SOMEHOW, et voila, two days later I had the book.