I've known quite a few people to say that they would gladly give up their life if they got the chance to go into space just once. So I guess it's happy.
I'll go with bittersweet as well. Things like that always get me, and that one made me tear up. It kinda reminds me of the Bloom County when Opus was trying to fly.
Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of Earth
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;
Sunward I've climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth
of sun-split clouds, -and done a hundred things
You have not dreamed of -wheeled and soared and swung
High in the sunlit silence. Hov'ring there,
I've chased the shouting wind along, and flung
My eager craft through footless halls of air....
Up, up the long, delirious, burning blue
I've topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace
Where never lark nor even eagle flew-
And, while with silent lifting mind I've trod
The high untrespassed sanctity of space,
Put out my hand, and touched the face of God.
-John Gillespie Magee, Jr
Kiwis can't fly, right? So this particular industrious dreamer kiwi spent what must have been several months devoted to a large stretch of deforestation, in order to arrange a large array of fir trees up the side of a precipice. He then leapt to his death, for as he passed the horizontal trees and the clouds and the earth on the side of the cliff beneath him, the last moments of his life would feel -- just once -- like flying.
I don't see it as bittersweet at all. The little guy worked hard to get what he dreamt of and died doing what made him happy. Those weren't sad tears, they were tears of release. All that work and suffering, and he finally reached his goal. That kiwi died happier than most people could ever hope to.
Kiwis can't fly, right? So this particular industrious dreamer kiwi spent what must have been several months devoted to a large stretch of deforestation, in order to arrange a large array of fir trees up the side of a precipice. He then leapt to his death, for as he passed the horizontal trees and the clouds and the earth on the side of the cliff beneath him, the last moments of his life would feel -- just once -- like flying.
MrStitches said:
I don't see it as bittersweet at all. The little guy worked hard to get what he dreamt of and died doing what made him happy. Those weren't sad tears, they were tears of release. All that work and suffering, and he finally reached his goal. That kiwi died happier than most people could ever hope to.
But it's sad that it was a bird who couldn't fly to begin with and sad that it's brethern will never know it's joy. Also sad that in order to fly for those few seconds it had to die.
Kiwis can't fly, right? So this particular industrious dreamer kiwi spent what must have been several months devoted to a large stretch of deforestation, in order to arrange a large array of fir trees up the side of a precipice. He then leapt to his death, for as he passed the horizontal trees and the clouds and the earth on the side of the cliff beneath him, the last moments of his life would feel -- just once -- like flying.
MrStitches said:
I don't see it as bittersweet at all. The little guy worked hard to get what he dreamt of and died doing what made him happy. Those weren't sad tears, they were tears of release. All that work and suffering, and he finally reached his goal. That kiwi died happier than most people could ever hope to.
MrStitches said:
I don't see it as bittersweet at all. The little guy worked hard to get what he dreamt of and died doing what made him happy. Those weren't sad tears, they were tears of release. All that work and suffering, and he finally reached his goal. That kiwi died happier than most people could ever hope to.
I'd list "died happier than most people could ever hope to" as pretty close to the definition of "bittersweet".
I was expecting to feel my heartstrings tugged at least a little-- I can tear up at the cheesiest things, like the little penguin crying icecubes when he thinks Bugs Bunny isn't going to escort him to his home-- but didn't really feel anything regarding this. I actually got the feeling that the animator was trying way too hard to tug at heartstrings with the kiwi's tear. Nice animation for a student project, though.
Cairo
SUICIDEGIRL
Maryland, USA
NOV 13, 2006 03:22 PM