I don’t wanna be an ant

A melhor cena de um dos meus filmes preferidos, mas pode chamar de soporífero, pretensioso e erudito à vontade.

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

Hey, could we do that again? I know we haven’t met, but I don’t want to be an ant, you know. I mean, it’s like we go through life with our antennaes bouncing off one another, continuously on ant auto-pilot with nothing really human required of us. Stop, go, walk here, drive there, all action basically for survival, all communications simply to keep this ant colony buzzing along in an efficient polite manner. Here’s your change. Paper or plastic? Credit or debit? Want ketchup with that? I don’t want a straw, I want real human moments. I want to see you. I want you to see me. I don’t want to give that up. I don’t want to be an ant, you know.

Yeah, I know. I don’t want to be an ant either. Ha ha. Thanks for kind of jostling me there. I’ve been kind of on zombie auto-pilot lately, I don’t feel like an ant in my head, but I guess I probably look like one. It’s like D.H. Lawrence had this idea of two people meeting on a road, and instead of just passing and glancing away, they decide to accept what he calls the confrontation between their souls. It’s like freeing the reckless gods within us all.

Well, then, it’s like we have met.

Waking Life foi um filme alardeado pelos seus avanços tecnológicos, inovações técnicas e apelos estéticos, o que é uma certa injustiça com seu tema e roteiro. O filme é uma viagem liberadora e provocativa, em que as imagens são mais um veículo pra imaginação do que propriamente um fim. É uma bela tentativa de expressar cinematográficamente complexos dilemas existenciais e metafísicos.