The Big Blue
Yesterday they showed again one of my favorite Luc Besson’s movie on the TV…the big blue. I have seen it minimum 5 times before and some parts make me think all the time.
The silent, secretful French guy who never ask anything…even as child he was rather silent. He feels more secure being among dolphins or just simple being in the deep blue sea.
Nice simbols..
Andrew talked to me about the American writer Gertrude Stein who made something similar with literature as Pablo Picasso did with painting. She wrote things like…a rose is a rose is a rose…..
Writings where words are losing their meanings. At least on the intellectual level we (almost) all are living our lives. She said one day: never ask questions from me! How do you dare to ask questions?
In this movie a man (maybe the uncle) says to this French guy:
- why you never ask anything? Why is that I am the only one talking here?
So whats wrong with questions? One finds it too much if they rise them…and the other one minds the lack of them.
My experience is that its very easy to be with questions like elephant in the porcelan store. Asking questions is kind of using a power. If I dare to ask a question from someone it means I think I am in the position..I am someone here who can ask.
Who says this? The policeman. If the suspected man ask something the policeman usually says:
- I am the one here who can ask questions!
I mean exactly this by saying daring to ask questions means thinking we are in a powerful position to the other.
Thats why we start with strangers on the street like this:
- Excuse me! Could you tell me what is the time?
Why we have to appologize? Asking a question is a sin?
No it isnt. But in a way…asking a question is like using a power and starting with "excuse me" means..I dont think I am "above you" to ask questions here..
