For the most part, I am a pleased customer of Blockbuster's Total Access Mail Movie Rentals. My only complaint is a product of my own indecision. I often queue up movies or documentaries I think I would watch, only to find I am not "in the mood" day after day. Such was the case with Man On Wire, a documentary about Frenchman Philip Petit's orchestration of an illegal tight-rope walk between the Twin Towers. I had mentioned the movie to my friends and roommates numerous times, but received uninspired reponses. Now, I realize that their disinterest was merely disbelief. I too hardly began to fathom the enormity of Petit's defiant tight-rope walk. Last night, the mood dawned on me.
Impossible. Unbelievable. Fascinating. Petit is a testament to the power of sheer belief and his talent is something to be revered. Immediately after his death-defying act, New Yorkers had one burning question, "Why?" It's comical, really. To an unconvinced audience Petit explained, he crossed the towers because he could . . . and so it goes.
It got me to thinking, belief alone is like outer space, math, love or any of those things that just get bigger and bigger, multiplying into incomprehensible, infinite possibility. In a similar line of thinking, I recalled something a friend had told me about the survivors of a plane crash in the cold, barren mountains who trekked out of their rotten predicament. My friend said that when asked if the survivors thought they were going to die, the consensus among them was a clear and simple NO. Believe it or not.
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