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| (Amelie 2001) |
Let me answer that by telling you
a story, the story is about a girl, a little girl with the glass of water. Warm
smile, Glistening eyes, Short hair, not much of a height. Then again, while
watching TV or taking care of her friends’ cat, clouds of loneliness filled her
eyes. She was lost, waiting for a miracle, to hatch out and step unto the world.
But she couldn’t, not yet.
Who could blame her? She was –
very wrongly – diagnosed with a heart defect by her father, the retired army
doctor, causing her to spend the childhood alone. Her mother died - a tourist
dropped on her at the Notre Dame. Isn’t that fishy? Talking about fishes, her
only friend was a fish, before he was dumped away. Well, that fish tried to
kill himself for all I know. Growing up with a mind-trapped father, having no
friends to talk with, made Amelie distant. She had to be ‘far far away’ in her
mind while surrounds herself with many. Even though we need to connect with
others, it’s not easy for everyone. Even with all that, Amelie wasn’t mean nor
sad. Well she hates it when the hero wasn’t watching the road while driving in
old movies, and she didn’t has a boyfriend. She tried, but, oh boy wasn’t that
a disaster? She took pleasure in much simpler deeds, like dipping her hands in
a sack of grain, and skipping stones at St. Martins Canal.
But, magic, was due to happen.
One significant day, she found a
mystery box – the same day Lady Di died in a horrible car accident - which
changed her life. Sometimes in our lives, we are given the opportunity to change
someone’s life. So, she did, she looked for Mr.Bretodeau, left him the rusty-old-box.
It didn’t take a fortune to make Mr.Bretodeau happy, to change his lonely life.
Just childhood memories returned.
And, in that very moment,
‘Amelie has a strange feeling of
absolute harmony. It’s a perfect moment. Soft light... A scent in the air...
The quiet murmur of the city… She breathes deeply. Life is simple and clear. A
surge of love, an urge to help mankind comes over her.’
Thus, she became Godmother of
outcasts, Madonna of the unloved. She had to.
Within weeks, Madeleine - like
Mary Magdalene – received a lost letter from her late husband expressing love
after decades. Joseph saw her stare he never noticed before. Georgette had that
lustful touch she craved. And Amelie’s father finally got to take that journey
he dreamed forever. That’s all it takes, the little things, things no one paid
attention to. Amelie knew what heaviness a man’s soul carrying. What they craved
for. In every moment they laughed, smiled, and moaned with pleasure she was
experiencing the same everlasting bliss. That brought the meaning to her life.
One day, she found the lost scrap-photo-book,
which happens to contained the mystery of the bald man who takes pictures
everyday at the photo booth, and throw them out. That’s how she met him, Nino,
the lonely boy worked at the sex toy shop. And, she solved the mystery. When
that happened, two souls, not one, were in love.
Finally, Amelie Poulain hatched out. She wasn’t
alone anymore.
Wise man once said,
‘The most selfish thing you can
do in this world, is help someone else. Why is it selfish? Because the gratification,
the goodness that comes, the good feeling, the good feeling that I get from
helping others.’
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