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leaving las vegas

billydkid

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Ok, here is my problem. You have a protagonist who hates his life and decides to drink himself to death. He goes to Las Vegas and meets this staggeringly beautiful hooker who turns out to be his soul mate and adores him completely and he still will not be swayed from his quest to commit suicide? It has been some time since I saw it, but I remember thinking at the time - here is a guy who has found, in all honestly, what all of us in our deepest heart long for above all else and he still can not find life worth living? I don't get it.
 
It's a chemical thing and requires medical intervention to change. This why in many places being suicidal automatically makes you mentally incompetant. It's not rational, it is a depression so deep that absolutely nothing including love, children or the presence of witnesses will deter them. It is also a very scary thing to see happen to someone.


Boo
 
I was hoping for some guidance when I read the post's subject. I too will be leaving Las Vegas, but it's to take another job elsewhere.

I don't plan on drinking myself to death but will have a few beer tonight and gamble a bit.

IIRC this was a low budget movie and they couldn't afford the Las Vegas fees to shoot there. It was mostly shot in Laughlin (a city south of Vegas), with some outside scenes shot "commando" style in Vegas. They'd show up and quickly shoot a scene without permission from the Vegas film authority.

Charlie (go east young man) Monoxide
 
This was the best movie that ever regretted seeing. It is probably the most depressing movie I have ever watched.

It was really well acted and a great movie in almost everyway but I strongly recommend that you not watch it.

CBL
 
I thought it was one of the most overrated movies of the time. I couldn't buy into any of the presentation.
 
I hated the movie. I couldn't wait for Nicholas Cage's character to die so I could go home.
 
I love Elizabeth Shue.

I would drink bourbon dripping from her breasts any day.
 
I found this film fascinating and a little confusing.

I completely understand that a person would want to kill himself, and I can completely understand that falling love with somebody wouldn't change that... but I really struggle to explain why.

He just felt... that life wasn't worth living. That it wasn't worth the effort it takes to actually stay alive. Just getting up in the morning and going to work and coming back home and staring at the TV and paying the bills, it can be so tiring sometimes.

It's like he's in love with this woman and she's in love with him, but to make it work he'd have to actually do all the things that a relationship entails. He'd have to be with her and talk to her and love her, with all that that entails... and sometimes that's just too much to face up to.

I don't think I'm really expressing it well.
 

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