My Review of The Elephant Man

This film was definitely one of my favorites because the script and images were breathe taking. The way John Lynch send across his message on the film was quite unique especially the introduction with the birth of John Merrick. The images in the film were put together perfectly and each had a hidden message behind it. My favorite scene was when John Merrick finally had enough of the constant stares and curiosity and simply yelled "I am not an animal. I am a human being. I am a man." Those simple words took me away and made me emotional during the film because not only had he finally stood up to those who criticized him but also believed that he was no Elephant Man but a simple man. The film all together was a emotional journey for the the characters in the film and even the audience. After the film the thing that I took from it was to appreciate what we have and help those in need because they can be the reason your entire life flips completely.

My Name is John Merrick

Today the steam boat had arrived in London and I couldn't have felt more at home. All I wanted to do is go see Dr. Treves and be safe. As I left the boat into the area of the station I was bothered by children and was soon followed by an entire crowd of men. I ran for my life for I did not want to be seen as a monster. I had never ran as fast as that date, I still felt out of place and unwelcome but knew the ignorance of the men. As they crowed around me staring at my face with amazement and confusion I could handle their tormenting eyes and yelled at the top of my lungs that I was not an animal and that I was a human being. I was a man. At that moment I meant what I said and felt the confidence to say what I felt. Dr. Treves had made me feel and experience things that I would had never felt by myself. As the police came, they returned me to the hospital and Dr. Treves ran towards me welcoming back with love. LOVE. I felt it as he hugged me with such warmth. No one has ever been so happy to see me in my entire life. As I struggled to keep my breathing under control I embraced the emotion of the moment and took that to make my life more worth living. I was sent back into my room and I felt right at home and comfortable of who I was, no longer was I afraid of those around me and neither am I afraid of myself.

Welcome to my Nightmare . . . WAHAHAHA!

I usually don't remember any of my dreams but I definitely remember one of my re-occuring nightmares. I have the fear of being severely hurt. I once had a nightmare that I was being followed everywhere I went. While I was asleep this man came into my house and murdered my family except me. Once I woke up I discovered my family's death and was completely freaked out and sooner or later the murder came out of the closet and was wearing a frightening mask that seemed like human skin. He chased me around the house which seemed to be a different house than mine because the house in my dream was much larger. Being extremely scared I screamed and screamed to the top of my lungs and the murderer came towards me as he tried to slice me to pieces. After that, somehow my boyfriend came out of nowhere and tried being the hero, but only ended up getting stabbed multiple times. This was probably the most vivid dream I had have and was the most terrifying because I was being chased and I can feel the fright after I woke up from the nightmare. I was afraid of being stabbed and gushing out blood which is one of my worst fears. I think that this fear has only made me more careful in situations that can go severely bad.