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Into the Wild Movie Poster

Into the Wild Movie Poster

What would drive a man to live in the wilderness of Alaska without a map and compass? What would drive a man to hitchhike around the country when a comfortable life awaits at home? What would drive a man to change his name, donate his money, and destroy all contact with this old family? What would this man learn and experience? What would this man find on his journey?

And what happens to those left behind? Is he selfish for leaving everything behind, foolish for abandoning his old life and especially for trekking into the wilderness unprepared? Is he adventurous and bold for the attempt? Is it running away or finding something new? Is the journey worth the inevitably tragic destination? What of society? What of nature?

Between the plotline, the philosophy, the hints of Thoreau and Jack London, and the sheer eccentricity, there’s also a reality. In 1990 Christopher McCandless, soon self-renamed Alexander SuperTramp, left Emory College after graduation, changed his name, and disappeared without a word to anyone. Two years later he was dead of starvation in the Alaska wilderness after a journey from the American southwest, to Dakota, to California, and Alaska. It took four years for the book, Into the Wild by Jon Krakauer, and another eleven for the movie to be released. All in all over seven times the length of the original journey.

The movie is a journey, interweaving Christopher’s past and troubled childhood, his writing, the great beauty of the locales he traveled, shots of the family in mourning and shock. It shows the many people who helped the young tramp through his journey, each touched by the trip, but all knowing how it would end. It explores his quest to escape the world, or perhaps embrace it even more. It shows his triumphant march into the Alaska and the painful collapse as nature takes one more victim in its unforgiving grasp.

It is a gorgeous movie and a moving story, enjoyable throughout. The acting is strong, the cinematography lyrical. Whether he was heroic or moronic will be left to each his own, but Christopher made his decisions in his own particular way and likely wouldn’t have cared either way what was thought of it. The worst that can be said is he wrote a story of his own. The worst that can be said of the movie isn’t it didn’t capture it well enough. With all the beauty, the tragedy, the whimsy, the heartbreak, the great sense of exploration and wonder, and the deep sense of loss and regret, I have no complaint.

I have an atrocious script. Back in middle school I was regularly requested to ditch cursive altogether and go back to my, ever so slightly, less tangled script. Turns out I belong to one of the last generations that may write much at all. The age of handwriting is pretty much on its way out.

Rant

I spent the last few days working with a web template for a freelance web job. I might as well have not bothered.

There is nothing quite as frustrating as using a template, the intention being to make life easier, and spending twice as much time flogging it to death trying to get it to work than I would have if I had just coded from scratch to start with. The web designer purists out there are probably chuckling to themselves considering this a lesson learned: code it yourself, code it yourself!. To that I say phooey!

Instead, the lesson here is I need to run my templates through an extensive interview process. Dig a little into their background and life experience. Did they have a rough childhood that’s going to leave me bewildered and confused as unpredictable problems arise? Do they suffer from a lack of formal education, which forces me to go back and comment another person’s code to figure out what’s going on. Or worst of all, is their resume a novel script, the template being nothing but some fancy images that look nice, but the functionality being vapor. The lesson is I might just need to join the world of template maker’s and make some that give you some direction on how to use them.

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