Just a heads-up: this post may or may not contain spoilers concerning the film, The Maze Runner. You have been warned. 😉
Disclaimer: I didn’t finish the book before I saw the movie. I know! I’m such a loser. *hides face in shame*
My dad took my sister and myself to see The Maze Runner last night. I really, thoroughly, enjoyed it. There were several parallels between the film and our lives that I noticed throughout the screening. To me, it was sort of a wake up call and a shot of hope. Let’s take a look at a few different scenes and what I took away from them, shall we?
My dad actually pointed this out. He said that he found The Elevator sort of represented life and death. Before we were born, we came from another place. We don’t remember it (praise the Lord). We know nothing about this strange new world and we’ve got to make the best of it. As for death, if you’re religious, you believe you go to another place when life here is over. It, too, will be a strange new place.
This section can be split into two parts:
1) We can either live or we can exist. Most of those boys in the Glade were content to be there. They were comfortable (and afraid of angering the Grievers which kept them from making any risky moves).
But then Thomas came. He wanted out. He was scared and uncomfortable, but he was willing to risk a lot to actually live while the others were simply existing. Thomas showed them a new way of life.
And I think a lot of us are those other boys. We’re comfortable. We go to school, we do our work, we hang out. That’s it. Shouldn’t we be living for so much more? If that’s all there is to life, then it’s worthless. But I think there’s more. I have to believe there’s more. If there wasn’t, then why the heck have we been surviving all this time? For Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups? I think not.
Humans are survivors. We find a way to live. We always make it.
Thomas shows us that there is more to life than just existing. I want that. I want to be the Thomas in a world of goodhearted but merely existential Albys, Newts, Minhos, and Chucks.
2) The second point here is that it’s always good to get a fresh perspective on something. Minho and Alby – they thought they knew every inch of the Maze and the Glade. But Thomas came with a new idea. He wasn’t going to be held back by fear. He knew who the enemy was and he fought them.
The Grievers: Our Daily Demons
I think the Grievers can be interchanged with our personal demons. Society? The kids at school? Now, I’m not saying go get them squashed in whatever metaphorical maze you’ve got going on in your head. 😉 I’m saying that it’s okay to disagree and think for yourself.
Society’s screwed up. It’s obsessed with fake. Show them something real.
Are you faking it for the kids at school? Why? Are what they stand for worthy enough for you to not be who you are? I’ve fallen into that trap. I used to hate myself because I wasn’t like the kids at school (and then I started homeschooling and, suddenly, the students were all too similar). Nothing I did was cool enough, funny enough. Nothing I wore met their ridiculously low standards (“You don’t know what Limited Too is??? You must be so sheltered!”). None of the shows I watched were good enough for their tastes (“You don’t watch Hannah Montana? Does your mom even let you watch T.V.?”). I wasn’t skinny. My hair wasn’t cut like theirs. I didn’t eat white bread with no crusts.
I didn’t eat white bread with no crusts.
How petty was I?
It Doesn’t Matter What We Did Before…
…it matters what we do now. People change, learn, and they move on. Be the best version of yourself, baby. The world needs it.
Chuck is Your Little Sibling/Cousin/Niece/Nephew…
Chuck, I think, represents the kids of today. Who do they look up to? Us. What are we showing them?
All you have to do is starve yourself to be cool.
All you have to do is eat white bread (when you eat).
All you have to do is wear Abercrombie & Fitch.
All you have to do is not be single (because you have no identity if someone else isn’t constantly defining you).
All you have to do is be addicted to [fill in the blank].
All you have to do is listen to everything everyone else is listening to.
All you have to do is rebel against your parents because they’re stupid and know nothing.
All you have to do is be the popular kid in school.
All you have to do is swear up a storm because you’re not mature if you think for yourself and choose not to go with the flow.
All you have to do is be diagnosed with some “cool” disorder. When did depression become cool? When did a lack of hope become cool? When did no reason to live become cool?
Is that what we’re showing Chuck? If so, what’s he got to live for, hm? Nothing on that list gives me hope.
“Cool” is such a subjective concept. If that’s what standard you’re holding your life to, I’m sorry. Chuck knew only what the other boys told him. How much hope do you think they really had of getting out? If they were smart, I doubt if they had any. Thomas gave them hope.
You don’t have to risk your life to be a hero like Thomas. All you have to do is think for yourself and do what you believe to be right because the rest of the world is screaming lies at you, darling. And when the truth is only a little whisper, we need to listen hard. But the more Thomases we have, the easier it is to know the difference.
If you saw the film, what did you think? Do you agree with my thoughts? Any I looked over? I’d love to hear about it in the comments, lovely!