Out of the Furnace 2013 – perhaps a sense of bromide towards this movie by the masses on here. It carries elements which strike a chord within me because of the acting. It became personal in an uneasy way some time ago.
**Some insight if I may please… (movie induced)
I do not have an older brother such with this movie. I am the only son who signed up for the military at 17 years old. I served six years 11-06-89 to 11-07-95. I was in the Panama invasion (82nd Abn) soon after this came the first Gulf war 08-17-90. Eventually leaving for the 173rd Abn in Italy until ETS.
Coming home was different and cannot recollect myself having uncontrolled emotions. Maybe some Bitchcakes mode “attitude” however, nothing serious. eventually returning to a completely different world indifferent to mine. Some friends suffered from lacklustre because it is the path of least resistance i.e. 40oz + porch + illicit drugs = I’ll do it tomorrow.
Later in my life there came a time when I felt uncertainty and anxiety starting to creep in. Ignoring this during college (Godsend = Addy’s) unfortunately this precipitated into me becoming indifferent and apathetic of others feelings or concerns. I became apprehensive to fall asleep due to the insidious - vivid nightmares, still ever-present. My Wife sleeps with my daughters because of the kicking she receives – fucking horrible.
Staying with the movie subject - The movie has a precarious and physically explosive rage that once mirrored my character. In the city, is easy to find violence and it often became physical – there is no winning in this dance. And I had my ass kicked to the point of hospitalization with a ruptured spleen and three ribs broken to name a few. I once knew how this kid felt in the movie. It is almost sinister how this fight or flight can afflict more symptoms beyond oneself.
It is unintended that I went off tangent. I am releasing some of the heat rounds off me by writing on the wrong website. You see, I been to the VA and it is just other fatigued TBI injured guys that gave no true support. (love them) but too depressing to relive certain aspects. Fast forward to 1998 medicated but semi -clear headed - University was not a walk in the park with frat party shit. Twelve years of internal drive and music (which I am serious about in healing) it paid off.
So, in conclusion, the movie is a Hollywood ready-made scenario I suppose. I understand that, but this is what I am watching at 3:30am. Just thought I share my current mindset after watching this movie. Delete if you want if deemed off topic.