My Review of The Elephant Man

The Elephant Man is a more than interesting film that really stands out. I was really surprised to hear that it was based on actual events because of the way that David Lynch was able to portray it. It amazed me how he used certain effects and lines to portray John Merrick as a Jesus Christ of some sort. I liked how John Merrick was portrayed as a hideous version of Jesus Christ because it gets the audience to think about the consequences of what they're doing to both the Earth and themselves. I also really liked how The Elephant Man is one of those films that require more than one deep analysis of a scene to truly get the big idea of the entire film. I felt that David Lynch did an excellent job of recreating the story of John Merrick in his own way. The creepy feel of the movie really suits the story of someone who is seen as a monster. What I liked most about watching this film was that it gave the audience no other choice but to really focus on what was going on since it did not use any flashy effects or colors.

My Name is John Merrick...

I am overjoyed that I am able to live in the London hospital. I can not believe that Dr. Treves would be so kind as to make it possible for me to have somewhere to permanently stay. All of the people at the hospital are kind to me for the most part and I find that I can call myself happy for once. A lot of people still look at me like I'm some kind of abomination, but it's fine as long as I know I'm a regular human being. I thought that everyone was interested in me because of my incurable curse, but thanks to Dr. Treves I feel as though people look at me with admiration. I've always wondered what it would be like to have friends and now I'm well aware of what it's like. I don't know why the doctor wants to help me out, but frankly, I don't mind either way. I'm glad that someone cares enough to wish me the best, even if they are doing it for personal reasons. Sometimes at night I get really lonely and think of my mother. I also wonder things like who my father is. I hope my father was a good man, just like Dr. Treves. Dr. Treves is the closest thing to a friend and a father that I'll get and because of that I have never been happier. I wish I could muster up the nerve to tell him I'd never forget him.

Welcome To My Nightmare...

This one time I had a really scary dream that is a little difficult to explain. I remember that in the nightmarish dream I was trying to run as fast as possibly could, but my body just wouldn't move at all. In my head I knew I had a reason to run, but I couldn't tell if it was because I was running away from something or if I was desperately running to something. It was as if I was moving through vast, empty space. With each attempt to run, I felt the weight of the world bringing me down making it nearly impossible to move. I also remember that deep inside I want to yell at the top of my lungs. Whenever I tried to yell or even talk, nothing would come out and it felt like I had lost the ability to produce noise. I remember that feeling of despair all too well.