Saturday, October 15, 2011

The Hero with a Thousand Faces


Apparently my education has been lacking!  I never studied the Hero cycle  or monomyth of world mythology proposed by Joseph Campbell.  He wrote The Hero with a Thousand Face
This piece of work analyzes the fact that mythologies ,especially hero tales, follow a general pattern.  It looks like this if you were to graphically map it  out 



So, basically, George Lucas gives a lot of credit to Joseph Campbell.  Think about Star Wars.  Perfect example of the Hero's Journey.  George Lucas should give credit to Frank Herbert, as well.  I am sure Herbert was aware of this journey, or he was so ingrained in mythologies that it fell into place.  Anyway, Lucas' characters mimic the characters of Dune.  The planets and story line (at least of the first book) do as well.  I love Star Wars.  Always have, always wished I could be Princess Leia.  But Dune is deeper, darker, and lovelier.  I think that happens when the book is written before the movie, though.  Oh, and there is the whole brother-sister twin thing going on too.  I havent read Campbell yet.  I plan to.  I wonder if the brother sister twin thing is a part of it.  It is found in the book I am currently reading, too. ( The Game of Thrones)
Another movie which I LOVE follows this journey exactly.  Yes, The Matrix! I have many more thoughts and ideas concerning this topic.  I will add more later on.  


Wednesday, October 12, 2011

The Holy Hour

I recently heard someone say that there are reasons why you like the songs you like, why you connect to different characters in stories and comic books.  This is one of my favorite songs.  I listen to it when I am sad.  I don't know if this means I am a melancholy person or not.  The song is frustrating and sad and beautiful. A psychologists could probably analyze it though and come up with some understanding...



I sit and listen dreamlessly
A promise of salvation makes me stay
Then look at your face
And feel my heart pushed in
As all around the children play
The games they tired of yesterday
They play
They play

I stand and hear my voice
Cry out
A wordless scream at ancient power
It breaks against stone
I softly leave you crying
I cannot hold what you devour
The sacrifice of penance
In the holy hour.