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Reading:Roger Ebert's Review of Forrest Gump;
Critical Reviews of Forrest Gump (1994)
But, despite the fictional Alabama simpleton's ability to be whatever his beholder wants him to be, Gump is none of these things. In truth -- and this is what makes him such a scary phenomenon -- he is hardly anything at all. The harder you look at Gump, the less there is to see. He's the David Souter of movie heroes. Aside from his mother's folksy aphorisms, Gump believes in nothing and stands for nothing. Though he plays football and Ping-Pong, he's not interested in sports; though he meets three presidents, he holds no political views. He is not driven by money or sex or the need to do good. He is the closest thing America has yet produced to a man without qualities. What's strange is that no
one seems to be bothered by this. Traditionally, our notion of heroism
involves deliberate action. Our heroes choose to do brave things or
endure hardships. But when Gump behaves heroically -- as he does in
Vietnam where he rescues half his unit and wins the Congressional
Medal of Honor -- he does so almost by accident. Because he doesn't
quite know what's going on. A
Feather on the Breath of God The wind sweeps across continents
and oceans, through times and cultures, depositing seeds wherever
the soil is ready. Trusting the unseen wind, the breath of God,
we become a seed, or as the twelfth-century abbess and mystic Hildegard
of Bingen put it, we become “a feather on the breath of God.” The males in Jenny's life are an
even more Compared to them, Forrest looks pretty,
um, Does anybody remember when the great
Is there a message here? If he's
good, is it
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