Nobody is Looking Out For Me

Even though we just turned thirty, my wife loves This is 40. It has been one of her go-to comedy movies since it came out. This means I’ve seen it. A lot. Which isn’t a really bad thing, since it’s not a terrible movie.

The reason I mention the movie at all is because of the scene at the end of the movie where Paul Rudd crashes his bike into an open car door. He said something to the effect of ‘nobody is looking out for me’ and throws a pretty ugly adult fit about it. The gentlemen owning the car, reminded him that it was not his job to look out for him, before kicking his ass and driving off.

Every now and then the world does this to us, and with good reason. It’s not the world’s job to look out for us. In fact, once we hit adulthood, it’s not anyone else’s job to look out for us either. It’s our responsibility to look out for ourselves, and surround ourselves with people who are loving enough to help us accomplish this task.

This isn’t the only glimmer of snowflakery in the movie, either. There is a scene where Paul Rudd and Leslie Mann decide to stop blaming themselves for their shortcomings, and assign that blame to their parents (and maybe even their kids, I can’t remember). They are no longer accepting of the idea that they may not be perfect.

I can’t help but wonder what their fictional children are taking away from that mentality.

We do this type of stuff all the time – instead of working to correct the problem, we decide to find something to blame and avoid the work that comes with change and/or bettering ourselves. Taking responsibility for our own actions is a very good way to start undoing our sense of self-importance. We all have faults, own them. None of us are special enough that the whole world should be watching out for us and making accommodations for our flaws.

That’s all the misanthropy I have today. Aside from pointing out that no matter how happy the ending of the movie appears, they are still completely fucked, and that makes me laugh.

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5 comments

  1. Ouch, reality bites. Once again you have hit the nail right on the thumb. Whether it’s looking for a sugar daddy (or momma), climbing Mt. Shasta in search of a guru or merely glomming onto someone who has accepted the responsibilities that come with adulthood, hoping they will share the results but not the work, those who want to be looked out for never seem to be in short supply.

    As someone once said to me, “a friend in need is the only kind I ever have.”

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