My review of The Elephant Man

"The Elephant Man" is a great movie with a lot of meaning behind it. The most fascinating part of the movie is learning that it is based on a true story. Although the movie was made in black and white it is still a great movie at the time it released, the black and white itself suits the movie. I find that John Hurt really portrayed John Merrick's character in a highly realistic way, after hours of make-up he really was John Merrick not John Hurt. I feel that as a person everyone who has watched this movie cant finish it and find Merrick a hideous freak, but instead the movie makes you see him as what he is, a human being. It teaches us the life lesson of not judging someone for their looks but for the content of their character. The movie makes you see who the real freaks are, it is not Merrick but the people that see him as a freak are the real freaks. The movie shows us the evil in humanity when we see something different, in a way it tells us how we cant accept differences between us, we discriminate. I feel the movie is a great complex movie to watch, and highly recommended.

My Name Is John Merrick

It had been a good day as I received news from Dr. Treves and Mothershead that I can stay permanently at the hospital. It made me really happy to learn about this as I had grown accustomed to the room. I had fell in love with the cathedral tower that was visible and now knew I would have the time to finish my Cathedral of cardboard. DR. Treves and Mothershead presented me with a gift, it was a nice shiny dressing case. I spent the day using my new dressing case and admiring Ms. Kendall's picture. I was having a blast but my day was shattered by the Night Porter, he brought a bunch of people to my room. They were drunk,and made me feel like a freak again, it was torture, they didn't harm me but it was just awful. I was relieved when they all left, but to my surprise Bytes had snuck into my room also and he took me away again.

Welcome to my nightmare...

I am bad at remembering dreams, I could have just woke up and I forget what the dream was about. Although there was one dream I do remember from when I was smaller. It is a weird dream and it changes settings in a snap its just plain weird. It starts off as a trip to the park with my family and us having a good time. We then went for a walk and as we were walking out of nowhere we were in like a train station with some factory warehouses next to it. For some reason I decided to separate from the group and look around the corner of a building into an alley. There was some cholo looking guys there doing what I remember as illegal stuff and they let some dogs run loose to catch me. I began to run and somehow ended up inside a warehouse full of boxes. I started climbing the boxes to get away from the dogs and there was more cages of dogs along the way up. In the end one dog ended up biting my leg off and one of the main guys shot me and thats when I woke up. What scared me was I couldn't feel my leg, so in a way it made me think if what had happened was just a recap and I didnt have a leg but when I pulled the cover my leg was there it just had fallen asleep. I think I watched too much t.v and movies that day because that dream was just bizarre.