In case you didn’t know, there’s actually a really big difference between being alive and living. Which one are you doing?
Thought I’d express my thoughts on this one, since it’s pretty freaking common and makes not a lot of sense. You’ve probably at one point or the other in your life said or heard someone say that one person or thing is better than another. Let’s analyse that simple-ish statement. Shall we?
A mild-mannered author is mistaken for an assassin after his novel about a hired killer is published as a true story. He is soon kidnapped and taken out of the country to help with an assassination plot.
Everyone hopes and dreams about life changing adventures. Everyone wants to be the hero of his/her own story. The thing about heroes is, they’re not always heroic. This movie is about a man whose “alter ego” comes to life when his book is “mistakenly” categorised as nonfiction. Not a bad watch, and it was pretty amusing. I’d definitely recommend seeing it.
He got up as fast as he could. One would have thought he was running away from a crime, but the wide smile on his face gave something else away. He was taking the journey today. It wasn’t something that he’d expected or even wanted, but a few days ago, a friend came to him and explained all that he’d been missing and all that he could get during and after the journey. He’d decided that morning that he’d give it his best shot. Gathering all that he thought he’d need, he was done before he knew it and out the door he went, to start this journey everyone had been convincing him to go on.