Man on Wire

I enjoyed the documentary. It was invigorating to see someone spill there most inner joys onto the world. I was taken aback by Petit and his friends(or use to be friends) still discussing the event with fervor. It would be easy to think that the high-rise walk took place yesterday given their glee. Their excitement was contagious. Learning about the event of a man walking across the two towers without the documentary would have had little effect on me. But to see the joy in Petit’s eyes was marvelous. It made the story personal. That event was not just a publicity stunt it was man, or rather a group following their dream. There was one part of the documentary that really intrigued me and that was the notion of Petit’s dream ending the relationship he had with Annie. It was almost a story within a story. I was left wanting to know more about them. It is ironic that one love can fracture another. I was walking home after our viewing of “Man on Wire” and I thought to myself, “What is my dream?” What single event would I risk everything for? To be honest I was a bit jealous of Petit. He experienced a type of love that I may never know. Then it hit me, Petit was not the only one risking everything. He had an entire crew of friends and lovers who were helping him. I see no less glory in their work, no less joy. If it was not for those people in his life, he would have never accomplished his dream.
~Z